I hope you are not angry with me for the Deceit put upon you, in conveying you to _Lincolnshire_, when you imagined yourself going to _London_. Indeed, my dear _Pamela_, I cannot live without you; and will very shortly come down and convince you, that my Designs are better than you imagine, and such as you may with Honour comply with. I am, _My Dear Creature_, _Your doating Lover_, BOOBY. * * * * * Now, Mamma, what think you?----For my own Part, I am convinced he will marry me, and faith so he shall. O! Bless me! I shall be Mrs. _Booby_ and be Mistress of a great Estate, and have a dozen Coaches and Six, and a fine House at _London_, and another at _Bath_, and Servants, and Jewels, and Plate, and go to Plays, and Opera's, and Court; and do what I will, and spend what I will. But, poor Parson _Williams_! Well; and can't I see Parson _Williams_, as well after Marriage as before: For I shall never care a Farthing for my Husband. No, I hate and despise him of all Things. Well, as soon as I had read my Letter, in came Mrs. _Jewkes_. You see, Madam, says she, I carry the Marks of your Passion about me; but I have received order from my Master to be civil to you, and I must obey him: For he is the best Man in the World, notwithstanding your Treatment of him. My Treatment of him, Madam, says I? Yes, says she, your Insensibility to the Honour he intends you, of making you his Mistress. I would have you to know, Madam, I would not be Mistress to the greatest King, no nor Lord in the Universe. I value my Vartue more than I do any thing my Master can give me; and so we talked a full Hour and a half, about my Vartue; and I was afraid at first, she had heard something about the Bantling, but I find she hath not; tho' she is as jealous, and suspicious, as old Scratch. In the Afternoon, I stole into the Garden to meet Mr. _Williams_; I found him at the Place of his Appointment, and we staid in a kind of Arbour, till it was quite dark. He was very angry when I told him what Mrs. _Jewkes_ had threatned----Let him refuse me the Living, says he, if he dares, I will vote for the other Party; and not only so, but will expose him all over the Country. I owe him 150_l._ indeed, but I don't care for that; by that time the Election is past, I shall be able to plead the _Statue_ of _Lamentations_. I could have stayed with the dear Man forever, but when it grew dark, he told me, he was to meet the neighbouring Clergy, to finish the Barrel of Ale they had tapped the other Day, and believed they should not part till three or four in the Morning----So he left me, and I promised to be penitent, and go on with my reading in good Books.