and my master was pleased to
say, One of the honestest men in England: Pamela owes every thing that
she is to be, as well as her being, to him; for, I think, she would not
have brought me to this, nor made so great resistance, but for the good
lessons, and religious education, she had imbibed from him.

Mr. Williams said, taking father's hand, You see, good Mr. Andrews, with
inexpressible pleasure, no doubt, the fruits of your pious care; and now
are in a way, with your beloved daughter, to reap the happy effects of
it.--I am overcome, said my dear father, with his honour's goodness: But
I can only say, I bless God, and bless him.

Mr. Williams and I being nearer the coach than my master, and he
offering to draw back, to give way to him, he kindly said, Pray, Mr.
Williams, oblige Pamela with your hand; and step in yourself. He bowed,
and took my hand; and my master made him step in, and sit next me, all
that ever he could do; and sat himself over against him, next my father,
who sat against me.

And he said, Mr. Andrews, I told you yesterday that the divine you saw
was not Mr. Williams; I now tell you, this gentleman is: and though I
have been telling him, I think not myself obliged to his intentions; yet
I will own that Pamela and you are; and though I won't promise to love
him, I would have you.

Sir, said Mr. Williams, you have a way of overcoming, that hardly all
my reading affords an instance of; and it is the more noble, as it is
on this side, as I presume, the happy ceremony, which, great as your
fortune is, will lay you under an obligation to so much virtue and
beauty, when the lady becomes yours; for you will then have a treasure
that princes might envy you.

Said my generous master, (God bless him!) Mr. Williams, it is impossible
that you and I should long live at variance, when our sentiments agree
so well together, on subjects the most material.

I was quite confounded; and my master, seeing it, took my hand, and
said, Look up, my good girl; and collect yourself.--Don't injure Mr.
Williams and me so much, as to think we are capping compliments, as we
used to do verses at school. I dare answer for us both, that we say not
a syllable we don't think.

O sir, said I, how unequal am I to all this goodness! Every moment that
passes adds to the weight of the obligations you oppress me with.

Think not too much of that, said he most generously. Mr. Williams's
compliments to you have great advantage of mine