them away; no not a single
paper?--I will, sir.--On your honour? Yes, sir. And so he let me go up
stairs, crying sadly for vexation to be so used. Sure nobody was ever so
served as I am!

I went to my closet, and there I sat me down, and could not bear the
thoughts of giving up my papers. Besides, I must all undress me, in a
manner, to untack them. So I writ thus:

'SIR,

'To expostulate with such an arbitrary gentleman, I know will signify
nothing; and most hardly do you use the power you so wickedly have got
over me. I have heart enough, sir, to do a deed that would make you
regret using me thus; and I can hardly bear it, and what I am further
to undergo. But a superior consideration withholds me; thank God, it
does!--I will, however, keep my word, if you insist upon it when
you have read this; but, sir, let me beg of you to give me time till
to-morrow morning, that I may just run them over, and see what I put
into your hands against me: and I will then give my papers to you,
without the least alteration, or adding or diminishing: But I should
beg still to be excused, if you please: But if not, spare them to me but
till to-morrow morning: and this, so hardly am I used, shall be thought
a favour, which I shall be very thankful for.'

I guessed it would not be long before I heard from him and he
accordingly sent up Mrs. Jewkes for what I had promised. So I gave
her this note to carry to him. And he sent word, that I must keep my
promise, and he would give me till morning; but that I must bring them
to him, without his asking again.

So I took off my under-coat, and with great trouble of mind, unsewed
them from it. And there is a vast quantity of it. I will just slightly
touch upon the subjects; because I may not, perhaps, get them again for
you to see.

They begin with an account of 'my attempting to get away out of the
window first, and then throwing my petticoat and handkerchief into the
pond. How sadly I was disappointed, the lock of the back-door being
changed. How, in trying to climb over the door, I tumbled down, and was
piteously bruised; the bricks giving way, and tumbling upon me. How,
finding I could not get off, and dreading the hard usage I should
receive, I was so wicked as to think of throwing myself into the water.
My sad reflections upon this matter. How Mrs. Jewkes used me upon this
occasion, when she found me. How my master had like to have been drowned
in hunting; and my concern for his dan