oblige him,
and fatiguing journey back. My concern for his illness on my return. His
kind reception of me, and shewing me his sister Davers's angry
letter, against his behaviour to me, desiring him to set me free, and
threatening to renounce him as a brother, if he should degrade himself
by marrying me. My serious reflections on this letter, etc.' (all which,
I hope, with the others, you will shortly see.) And this carried matters
down to Tuesday night last.

All that followed was so kind on his side, being our chariot conference,
as above, on Wednesday morning, and how good he has been ever since,
that I thought I would go no further; for I was a little ashamed to be
so very open on that tender and most grateful subject; though his great
goodness to me deserves all the acknowledgments I can possibly make.

And when I had looked these out, I carried them down myself into the
parlour to him; and said, putting them into his hands, Your allowances,
good sir, as heretofore; and if I have been too open and free in my
reflections or declarations, let my fears on one side, and my sincerity
on the other, be my excuse. You are very obliging, my good girl, said
he. You have nothing to apprehend from my thoughts, any more than from
my actions.

So I went up, and wrote the letter to you, briefly acquainting you
with my present happiness, and my master's goodness, and expressing the
gratitude of heart, which I owe to the kindest gentleman in the world,
and assuring you, that I should soon have the pleasure of sending back
to you, not only those papers, but all that succeeded them to this time,
as I know you delight to amuse yourself in your leisure hours with my
scribble: And I said, carrying it down to my master, before I sealed it,
Will you please, sir, to take the trouble of reading what I write to my
dear parents? Thank you, Pamela, said he, and set me on his knee, while
he read it; and seemed much pleased with it; and giving it me again, You
are very happy, said he, my beloved girl, in your style and expressions:
and the affectionate things you say of me are inexpressibly obliging;
and again, with this kiss, said he, do I confirm for truth all that you
have promised for my intentions in this letter.--O what halcyon days are
these! God continue them!--A change would kill me quite.

He went out in his chariot in the afternoon; and in the evening
returned, and sent me word, he would be glad of my company for a little
walk in