good madam, said I, how shall I suitably return my acknowledgments!
But it will never be a pain to me to look back upon my former days,
now I have the kind allowance and example of so many worthy ladies to
support me in the honours to which the most generous of men has raised
me.
Sweetly said! she was pleased to say. If I was in another place, I would
kiss you for that answer. Oh! happy, happy Mr. B----! said she to my
master; what reputation have you not brought upon your judgment! I
won't be long before I see you, added she, I'll assure you, if I come by
myself. That shall be your own fault, madam, said Mrs. Brooks.
And so they took leave; and I gave my hand to my dear master, and said,
How happy have you made me, generous sir!--And the dean, who had just
come up, heard me, and said, And how happy you have made your spouse,
I'll venture to pronounce, is hard to say, from what I observe of you
both. I courtesied, and blushed, not thinking any body heard me. And my
master telling him he should be glad of the honour of a visit from him;
he said, He would pay his respects to us the first opportunity, and
bring his wife and daughter to attend me. I said, That was doubly kind;
and I should be very proud of cultivating so worthy an acquaintance. I
thanked him for his kind discourse; and he thanked me for my attention,
which he called exemplary: and so my dear master handed me into the
chariot; and we were carried home, both happy, and both pleased, thank
God.
Mr. Martin came in the evening, with another gentleman, his friend, one
Mr. Dormer; and he entertained us with the favourable opinion, he said,
every one had of me, and of the choice my good benefactor had made.
This morning the poor came, according to my invitation; and I sent them
away with glad hearts to the number of twenty-five. There were not above
twelve or fourteen on Sunday, that John divided the silver among, which
I gave him for that purpose; but others got hold of the matter, and made
up to the above number.
Tuesday.
My generous master has given me, this morning, a most considerate, but
yet, from the nature of it, melancholy instance of his great regard for
my unworthiness, which I never could have wished, hoped for, or even
thought of.
He took a walk with me, after breakfast, into the garden; and a little
shower falling, he led me, for shelter, into the little summer-house,
in the private garden, where he formerly gave me apprehensions; an
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