ave no will but yours. He
kissed me very tenderly, and thanked me for this kind assurance, as he
called it.
And so we entered the house together.
Eight o'clock at night.
Now these sweet assurances, my dear father and mother, you will say,
must be very consolatory to me; and being voluntary on his side, were
all that could be wished for on mine; and I was resolved, if possible,
to subdue my idle fears and apprehensions.
Ten o'clock at night.
As we sat at supper, he was generously kind to me, as well in his
actions, as expressions. He took notice, in the most delicate manner, of
my endeavour to conquer my foibles; and said, I see, with pleasure, my
dear girl strives to comport herself in a manner suitable to my wishes:
I see, even through the sweet tender struggles of your over-nice
modesty, how much I owe to your intentions of obliging me. As I have
once told you, that I am the conquest more of your virtue than your
beauty; so not one alarming word or look shall my beloved Pamela hear or
see, to give her reason to suspect the truth of what I aver. You may
the rather believe me, continued he, as you may see the pain I have
to behold any thing that concerns you, even though your concern be
causeless. And yet I will indulge my dear girl's bashful weakness so
far, as to own, that so pure a mind may suffer from apprehension, on so
important a change as this; and I can therefore be only displeased with
such part of your conduct, as may make your sufferings greater than my
own; when I am resolved, through every stage of my future life, in all
events, to study to make them less.
After supper, of which, with all his sweet persuasions, I could hardly
taste, he made me drink two glasses of champaign, and, afterwards, a
glass of sack; which he kindly forced upon me, by naming your healths:
and as the time of retiring drew on, he took notice, but in a very
delicate manner, how my colour went and came, and how foolishly I
trembled. Nobody, surely, in such delightful circumstances, ever behaved
so silly!--And he said, My dearest girl, I fear you have had too much
of my company for so many hours together; and would better recollect
yourself, if you retired for half an hour to your closet.
I wished for this, but durst not say so much, lest he should be angry;
for, as the hours grew on, I found my apprehensions increase, and my
silly heart was the unquieter, every time I could lift up my eyes to
his dear face; so sweet
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