Ay, said my lady, he is too lordly a creature, by much; and can't bear
disappointment, nor ever could.
Said he, Well, Lady Davers, you should not, of all persons, find fault
with me; for I bore a great deal from you, before I was at all angry.
Yes, replied she: but when I had gone a little too far, as I own I did,
you made me pay for it severely enough! You know you did, sauce-box.
And the poor thing too, added she, that I took with me for my advocate,
so low had he brought me! he treated her in such a manner as made my
heart ache for her: But part was art, I know, to make me think the better
of her.
Indeed, sister, said he, there was very little of that; for, at that
time, I cared not what you thought, nor had complaisance enough to have
given a shilling for your good or bad opinion of her or me. And, I own,
I was displeased to be broken in upon, after your provocations, by either
of you and she must learn that lesson, never to come near me, when I am
in those humours; which shall be as little as possible: For, after a
while, if let alone, I always come to myself, and am sorry for the
violence of a temper, so like my dear sister's here: And, for this reason
think it is no matter how few witnesses I have of its intemperance, while
it lasts; especially since every witness, whether they merit it or not,
as you see in my Pamela's case, must be a sufferer by it, if, unsent for,
they come in my way.
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