Adad! sir, said he, I am sure you
rejoice me with your favour: 'Tis what I longed for, but durst not
presume. My dear, said my master, receive the compliment of one of the
honestest hearts in England, that always revered your virtues!--and the
good man saluted me with great respect, and said, God in Heaven bless you
both! and kneeled on one knee. I must quit your presence! Indeed I
must!--And away he went.
Your goodness, sir, said I, knows no bounds: O may my gratitude never
find any!--I saw, said my master, when the good man approached you, that
he did it with so much awe and love mingled together, that I fancied he
longed to salute my angel; and I could not but indulge his honest heart.
How blessed am I! said I, and kissed his hand.--And indeed I make nothing
now of kissing his dear hand, as if it was my own!
When honest old Mr. Jonathan come in to attend at dinner, so clean, so
sleek, and so neat, as he always is, with his silver hair, I said, Well,
Mr. Jonathan, how do you do? I am glad to see you.--You look as well as
ever, thank God! O, dear madam! said he, better than ever, to have such
a blessed sight! God bless you and my good master!--and I hope, sir,
said he, you'll excuse all my past failings. Ay, that I will, Jonathan,
said he; because you never had any, but what your regard for my dear wife
here was the occasion of.
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