Why, I'll lay thee a wager,
child, thy stomach's too full to eat, and so thou may'st fast till thy
mannerly master comes home.
Pray your ladyship, said her woman, let the poor girl sit down at table
with Mrs. Jewkes and me.--Said I, You are very kind, Mrs. Worden; but
times, as you said, are much altered with me; and I have been of late so
much honoured with better company, that I can't stoop to yours.
Was ever such confidence! said my lady.--Poor Beck! poor Beck! said her
kinsman; why she beats you quite out of the pit!--Will your ladyship,
said I, be so good as to tell me how long I am to tarry? For you'll
please to see by that letter, that I am obliged to attend my master's
commands. And so I gave her the dear gentleman's letter from Mr.
Carlton's, which I thought would make her use me better, as she might
judge by it of the honour done me by him. Ay, said she, this is my
worthy brother's hand. It is directed to Mrs. Andrews. That's to you, I
suppose, child? And so she ran on, making remarks as she went along, in
this manner:
My dearest PAMELA,--'Mighty well!'--I hope my not coming home this night,
will not frighten you!--'Vastly tender, indeed!--And did it frighten you,
child?'--You may believe I can't help it. 'No, to be sure!--A person in
thy way of life, is more tenderly used than an honest wife.
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