on me, it is
still harder. But, to shew my obedience to your commands, (for you know,
my dear parents, I might as well make a merit of my compliance, when
my refusal would stand me in no stead,) I will consent to both; and to
every thing else, that you shall be pleased to enjoin, which I can do,
with innocence.

That's my good girl! said he, and kissed me: This is quite prudent, and
shews me, that you don't take insolent advantage of my favour for you;
and will, perhaps, stand you in more stead than you are aware of.

So he rung the bell, and said, Call down Mrs. Jewkes. She came down,
and he took my hand, and put it into hers; and said, Mrs. Jewkes, I am
obliged to you for all your diligence and fidelity to me; but Pamela, I
must own, is not; because the service I employed you in was not so very
obliging to her, as I could have wished she would have thought it: and
you were not to favour her, but obey me. But yet I'll assure you, at the
very first word, she has once obliged me, by consenting to be friends
with you; and if she gives me no great cause, I shall not, perhaps, put
you on such disagreeable service again.--Now, therefore, be you once
more bed-fellows and board-fellows, as I may say, for some days longer;
and see that Pamela sends no letters nor messages out of the house, nor
keeps a correspondence unknown to me, especially with that Williams;
and, as for the rest, shew the dear girl all the respect that is due to
one I must love, if she will deserve it, as I hope she will yet; and let
her be under no unnecessary or harsh restraints. But your watchful care
is not, however, to cease: and remember that you are not to disoblige
me, to oblige her; and that I will not, cannot, yet part with her.

Mrs. Jewkes looked very sullen, and as if she would be glad still to do
me a good turn, if it lay in her power.

I took courage then to drop a word or two for poor Mr. Williams; but he
was angry with me for it, and said he could not endure to hear his name
in my mouth; so I was forced to have done for that time.

All this time, my papers, that I buried under the rose-bush, lay there
still; and I begged for leave to send a letter to you. So I should, he
said, if he might read it first. But this did not answer my design; and
yet I would have sent you such a letter as he might see, if I had been
sure my danger was over. But that I cannot; for he now seems to take
another method, and what I am more afraid of, because, may