ed not
to think of marriage; for I never saw the man I could love, till your
goodness emboldened me to look up to you.

I should, my dear Pamela, said he, make a very ill compliment to my
vanity, if I did not believe you; though, at the same time, justice
calls upon me to say, that it is, some things considered, beyond my
merit.

There was a sweet, noble expression for your poor daughter, my dear
father and mother!--And from my master too!

I was glad to hear this account of the interview between Mr. Williams
and himself; but I dared not to say so. I hope in time he will be
reinstated in his good graces.

He was so good as to tell me, he had given orders for the chapel to
be cleared. O how I look forward with inward joy, yet with fear and
trembling!

Friday.

About twelve o'clock came Sir Simon, and his lady and two daughters; and
Lady Jones, and a sister-in-law of hers; and Mr. Peters, and his
spouse and niece. Mrs. Jewkes, who is more and more obliging, was much
concerned I was not dressed in some of my best clothes, and made me many
compliments.

They all went into the garden for a walk, before dinner; and, I
understood, were so impatient to see me, that my master took them into
the largest alcove, after they had walked two or three turns, and stept
himself to me. Come, my Pamela, said he, the ladies can't be satisfied
without seeing you, and I desire you'll come. I said, I was ashamed; but
I would obey him. Said he, The two young ladies are dressed out in their
best attire; but they make not such an appearance as my charming girl
in this ordinary garb.--Sir, said I, shan't I follow you thither? For
I can't bear you should do me so much honour. Well, said he, I'll go
before you. And he bid Mrs. Jewkes bring a bottle of sack, and some
cake. So he went down to them.

This alcove fronts the longest gravel-walk in the garden, so that
they saw me all the way I came, for a good way: and my master told me
afterwards, with pleasure, all they said of me.

Will you forgive the little vain slut, your daughter, if I tell you all,
as he was pleased to tell me? He said, 'spying me first, Look, there,
ladies, comes my pretty rustic!--They all, I saw, which dashed me, stood
at the windows, and in the door-way, looking full at me.

My master told me, that Lady Jones said, She is a charming creature, I
see that, at this distance. And Sir Simon, it seems, who has been a sad
rake in his younger days, swore he never saw s