Jervis's
room, not forgetting her closet, my own little bed-chamber, the green-
room, and in each of the others, I blessed God for my past escapes, and
present happiness; and the good woman was quite affected with the zeal
and pleasure with which I made my thankful acknowledgments to the divine
goodness. O my excellent lady! said she, you are still the same good,
pious, humble soul I knew you; and your marriage has added to your
graces, as I hope it will to your blessings.
Dear Mrs. Jervis, said I, you know not what I have gone through! You
know not what God has done for me! You know not what a happy creature I
am now! I have a thousand thousand things to tell you; and a whole week
will be too little, every moment of it spent in relating to you what has
befallen me, to make you acquainted with it all. We shall be sweetly
happy together, I make no doubt. But I charge you, my dear Mrs. Jervis,
whatever you call me before strangers, that when we are by ourselves you
call me nothing but your Pamela. For what an ungrateful creature should
I be, who have received so many mercies, if I attributed them not to the
divine goodness, but assumed to myself insolent airs upon them! No, I
hope I shall be, more and more thankful, as I am more and more blest! and
more humble, as God, the author of all my happiness, shall more
distinguish me.
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