Notice Mr.B. sulking in the window above the coachman--he never even asked to see her off, but Pamela did curtsey three times to him very low, and prayed for him with her hands lifted up. And he bowed his head to her in return. Notice the good housekeeper, Mrs. Jervis, and the other maids, in the doorway bidding my poor Pamela adieu.
And in I stepped, and was ready to burst with grief; and could only, till Robin began to drive, wave my white handkerchief to them, wet with my tears: and, at last, away he drove, Jehu-like, as they say, out of the court-yard. And I too soon found I had cause for greater and deeper grief.
|Pamela Setting out for her Father's House|