used to be. So I did, and the abominable designer held my hand with her
right-hand, as my right-arm was under her left.

In less than a quarter of an hour, I said, There's poor Nan awake; I
hear her stir. Let us go to sleep, said she, and not mind her: she'll
come to bed, when she's quite awake. Poor soul! said I, I'll warrant she
will have the head-ache finely to-morrow for this! Be silent, said
she, and go to sleep; you keep me awake; and I never found you in so
talkative a humour in my life. Don't chide me, said I; I will but say
one thing more: Do you think Nan could hear me talk of my master's
offers? No, no, said she; she was dead asleep. I'm glad of that, said I;
because I would not expose my master to his common servants; and I knew
you were no stranger to his fine articles. Said she, I think they were
fine articles, and you were bewitched you did not close with them: But
let us go to sleep. So I was silent; and the pretended Nan (O wicked,
base, villanous designer! what a plot, what an unexpected plot was
this!) seemed to be awaking; and Mrs. Jewkes, abhorrent creature! said,
Come, Nan!--what, are you awake at last?--Pr'ythee come to bed; for Mrs.
Pamela is in a talking fit, and won't go to sleep one while.

At that, the pretended she came to the bed side; and, sitting down in
a chair, where the curtain hid her, began to undress. Said I, Poor Mrs.
Anne, I warrant your head aches most sadly! How do you do?

Says he, One word with you, Pamela; one word hear me but; I must say one
word to you, it is this: You see now you are in my power!--You cannot
get from me, nor help yourself: Yet have I not offered any thing amiss
to you. But if you resolve not to comply with my proposals, I will not
lose this opportunity: If you do, I will yet leave you.

O sir, said I, leave me, leave me but, and I will do any thing I ought
to do.--Swear then to me, said he, that you will accept my proposals!
With struggling, fright, terror, I fainted away quite, and did not come
to myself soon, so that they both, from the cold sweats that I was in,
thought me dying.--And I remember no more, than that, when with great
difficulty they brought me to myself, she was sitting on one side of the
bed, with her clothes on; and he on the other with his, and in his gown
and slippers.

Your poor Pamela cannot answer for the liberties taken with her in her
deplorable state of death. And when I saw them there, I sat up in my
bed, without any regard