liams;
here's poor naughty John; here is good Mrs. Jervis, and Mr. Longman, and
Mr. Jonathan, turned away for me!--Mr. Longman is rich, indeed, and so
need the less matter it; but I know it will grieve him: and for poor Mr.
Jonathan, I am sure it will cut that good old servant to the heart. Alas
for me! what mischiefs am I the occasion of!--Or, rather, my master,
whose actions towards me have made so many of my kind friends forfeit
his favour, for my sake!

I am very sad about these things: If he really loved me, methinks he
should not be so angry, that his servants loved me too.--I know not what
to think!

Friday night.

I have removed my papers from under the rose-bush; for I saw the
gardener begin to dig near that spot; and I was afraid he would find
them.

Mrs. Jewkes and I were looking yesterday through the iron gate that
fronts the elms; and a gipsy-like body made up to us, and said; If,
madam, you will give me some broken victuals, I will tell you both your
fortunes. I said, Let us hear our fortunes, Mrs. Jewkes. She said, I
don't like these sort of people; but we will hear what she'll say to
us, however. I shan't fetch you any victuals, woman; but I will give you
some pence, said she.

But Nan coming out, she said, Fetch some bread, and some of the cold
meat, and you shall have your fortune told, Nan.

This, you'll think, like some of my other matters, a very trifling thing
to write about. But mark the discovery of a dreadful plot, which I have
made by it. O, bless me! What can I think of this naughty, this very
naughty gentleman!--Now will I hate him most heartily. Thus it was:--

Mrs. Jewkes had no suspicion of the woman, the iron gate being locked,
and she on the outside, and we on the inside; and so put her hand
through. She said, muttering over a parcel of cramp words; Why, madam,
you will marry soon, I can tell you. At that she seemed pleased, and
said, I am glad to hear that; and shook her fat sides with laughing.
The woman looked most earnestly at me, all the time, and as if she
had meaning. Then it came into my head, from my master's caution, that
possibly this woman might be employed to try to get a letter into my
hands; and I was resolved to watch all her motions. So Mrs. Jewkes said,
What sort of a man shall I have, pray?--Why, said she, a man younger
than yourself; and a very good husband he'll prove.--I am glad of that,
said she; and laughed again. Come, madam, let us hear your fortune.