Talking of the Psalms just after dinner, my master was very naughty, if I
may so say: For he said to my father, Mr. Andrews, I think in the
afternoon, as we shall have only prayers, we may have one longer psalm;
and what think you of the cxxxviith? O, good sir! said I, pray, pray,
not a word more! Say what you will, Pamela, said he, you shall sing it
to us, according to your on version, before these good ladies go away.
My father smiled, but was half concerned for me; and said, Will it bear,
and please your honour?--O ay, said he, never fear it; so long as Mrs.
Jewkes is not in the hearing.
This excited all the ladies' curiosity; and Lady Jones said, She would be
loath to desire to hear any thing that would give me concern; but should
be glad I would give leave for it. Indeed, madam, said I, I must beg you
won't insist upon it. I cannot bear it.--You shall see it, indeed,
ladies, said my master; and pray, Pamela, not always as you please,
neither.--Then, pray sir, said I, not in my hearing, I hope.--Sure,
Pamela, returned he, you would not write what is not fit to be heard!--
But, sir, said I, there are particular cases, times, and occasions, that
may make a thing passable at one time, that would not be tolerable at
another.
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