o-night, if I was to go to bed, I will write my time away, and take up
my story where I left off, on Sunday afternoon.

Mrs. Jewkes came up to me, with this answer about my papers: My master
says, he will not read them yet, lest he should be moved by any thing in
them to alter his resolution. But if he should think it worth while to
read them, he will send them to you, afterwards, to your father's. But,
said she, here are your guineas that I borrowed: for all is over now
with you, I find.

She saw me cry, and said, Do you repent?--Of what? said I.--Nay, I can't
tell, replied she; but, to be sure, he has had a taste of your satirical
flings, or he would not be so angry. O! continued she, and held up her
hand, thou hast a spirit!--But I hope it will now be brought down.--I
hope so too, said I.

Well, added I, I am ready. She lifted up the window, and said, I'll call
Robin to take your portmanteau: Bag and baggage! proceeded she, I'm
glad you're going. I have no words, said I, to throw away upon you, Mrs.
Jewkes; but, making her a very low courtesy, I most heartily thank you
for all your virtuous civilities to me. And so adieu; for I'll have no
portmanteau, I'll assure you, nor any thing but these few things that
I brought with me in my handkerchief, besides what I have on. For I had
all this time worn my own bought clothes, though my master would have
had it otherwise often: but I had put up paper, ink, and pens, however.

So down I went, and as I passed by the parlour, she stepped in, and
said, Sir, you have nothing to say to the girl before she goes? I heard
him reply, though I did not see him, Who bid you say, the girl, Mrs.
Jewkes, in that manner? She has offended only me.

I beg your honour's pardon, said the wretch; but if I was your honour,
she should not, for all the trouble she has cost you, go away scot-free.
No more of this, as I told you before, said he: What! when I have such
proof, that her virtue is all her pride, shall I rob her of that?--No,
added he, let her go, perverse and foolish as she is; but she deserves
to go honest, and she shall go so!

I was so transported with this unexpected goodness, that I opened the
door before I knew what I did; and said, falling on my knees at the
door, with my hands folded, and lifted up, O thank you, thank your
honour, a million of times!--May God bless you for this instance of your
goodness to me! I will pray for you as long as I live, and so shall my
dear fathe