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Richardson, Samuel, 1689-1761

"Pamela, or Virtue Rewarded"

The woman's mad, I believe.
But he called out; Who are you? What do you want?--You know my voice
well enough, said she:--I will come in.--Pray, sir, said I, don't let her
ladyship in.--Don't be frightened, my dear, said he; she thinks we are
not married, and are afraid to be found a-bed together. I'll let her in;
but she shan't come near my dearest.
So he slipt out of bed, and putting on some of his clothes, and gown and
slippers, he said, What bold body dare disturb my repose thus? and opened
the door. In rushed she: I'll see your wickedness, said she, I will! In
vain shall you think to hide it from me.--What should I hide? said he.
How dare you set a foot into my house, after the usage I have received
from you?--I had covered myself over head and ears, and trembled every
joint. He looked, and 'spied her woman and kinsman in the room, she
crying out, Bear witness, Jackey; bear witness, Beck; the creature is now
in his bed! And not seeing the young gentleman before, who was at the
feet of the bed, he said, How now, sir? What's your business in this
apartment? Begone this moment!--And he went away directly.
Beck, said my lady, you see the creature is in his bed. I do, madam,
answered she. My master came to me, and said, Ay, look, Beck, and bear
witness: Here is my Pamela!--My dear angel, my lovely creature, don't be
afraid; look up, and see how frantickly this woman of quality behaves.


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