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Richardson, Samuel, 1689-1761

"Pamela, or Virtue Rewarded"


She interrupted him in a violent burst of passion. If I bear this, said
she, I can bear any thing!--O the little strumpet!--He interrupted her
then, and said wrathfully, Begone, rageful woman! begone this moment from
my presence! Leave my house this instant!--I renounce you, and all
relation to you! and never more let me see your face, or call me brother!
And took her by the hand to lead her out. She laid hold of the curtains
of the window, and said, I will not go! You shall not force me from you
thus ignominiously in the wretch's hearing, and suffer her to triumph
over me in your barbarous treatment of me.
Not considering any thing, I ran out of the closet, and threw myself at
my dear master's feet, as he held her hand, in order to lead her out; and
I said, Dearest sir, let me beg, that no act of unkindness, for my sake,
pass between so worthy and so near relations. Dear, dear madam, said I,
and clasped her knees, pardon and excuse the unhappy cause of all this
evil; on my knees I beg your ladyship to receive me to your grace and
favour, and you shall find me incapable of any triumph but in your
ladyship's goodness to me.
Creature, said she, art thou to beg an excuse for me?--Art thou to
implore my forgiveness? Is it to thee I am to owe the favour, that I am
not cast headlong from my brother's presence? Begone to thy corner,
wench! begone, I say, lest thy paramour kill me for trampling thee under
my foot!
Rise, my dear Pamela, said my master; rise, dear life of my life; and
expose not so much worthiness to the ungrateful scorn of so violent a
spirit.


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