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Richardson, Samuel, 1689-1761

"Pamela, or Virtue Rewarded"


She shook her head, and said, That's like your art!--This makes one
amazed you should be so caught!--Who, my lord caught! said he: No, no!
he'll have more wit than so! But I never heard you were jealous before.
Nor, said he, have you any reason to think so now!--Honest friend, you
need not wait, said she; my woman will help us to what we want. Yes, let
him, replied he. Abraham, fill me a glass. Come, said my master, Lord
Davers to you, madam: I hope he'll take care he is not found out!--You're
very provoking, brother, said she. I wish you were as good as Lord
Davers.--But don't carry your jest too far. Well, said he, 'tis a tender
point, I own. I've done.
By these kind managements the dinner passed over better than I expected.
And when the servants were withdrawn, my master said, still keeping his
place between us, I have a question to ask you, Lady Davers, and that is,
If you'll bear me company to Bedfordshire? I was intending to set out
thither to-morrow, but I'll tarry your pleasure, if you'll go with me.
Is thy wife, as thou callest her, to go along with thee, friend? said
she. Yes, to be sure, answered he, my dear Quaker sister; and took her
hand, and smiled. And would'st have me parade it with her on the road?--
Hey?--And make one to grace her retinue?--Hey? Tell me how thoud'st
chalk it out, if I would do as thou would'st have me, honest friend?
He clasped his arms about her, and kissed her: You are a dear saucy
sister, said he; but I must love you!--Why, I'll tell you how I'd have
it.


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