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He wants somebody to look after Pamela, and set him free for his hobbies. He'll very soon find out that this woman fills the part, and that, if he marries her, he'll get a classical secretary besides. Mrs. Strang's voice a deep husky voice interposed. 'Miss Bremerton's not a woman to be married against her will, that you may be sure of, Alice.
Sir, said I, I hope you won't be angry, but, saving yourself, do you think they are painted worse than they deserve? or worse than the parts they acted require? You say, saving myself, Pamela; but is not that saying a mere compliment to me, because I am present, and you are in my hands? Tell me truly.
The contrast is curious between the moral object of the work and its contents. In the preface we are told that "Pamela" is to inculcate religion and morality in an easy and agreeable manner; it is to make vice odious, to make virtue truly lovely, and to give practical examples, "worthy to be followed, in the most critical cases, by the modest virgin, the chaste bride, and the obliging wife."
But if Richardson had wisht to make our ancestors weep at the woes of Romeo and the sad trials of Juliet, he would have abandoned the autobiographic form characteristic of Defoe's method of approach, for the epistolary, in which the author of 'Pamela' felt himself more at ease; and he would have spared us none of the letters of Romeo to Juliet, and of Juliet to Romeo, and of Romeo to Mercutio, and of Juliet to her nurse.
It is a sober and responsible Biddy who is coming back, to settle down and look after his places, and go into politics, perhaps " They walked together in comfortable silence. Jean, in front, turned round and waved to them. "I'm glad," said Lewis, "that you and Jean have made friends. Jean " He stopped. Pamela stood very still for a second, and then said, "Yes?"
How dy'e Pamela? said he; and saluting me, with a little more formality than I could well bear. I expected half a word from me, when I was so complaisant to your choice, would have determined you, and that you'd have been here to dinner; and the rather, as I made my request a reasonable one, and what I thought would be agreeable to you.
'You have been doing them. Taking an interest in the farms, I mean and all that. 'Well, but Elizabeth's brow puckered. Then she broke into a frank laugh 'After all, that wasn't what I was engaged for, was it? 'No but you seemed to like to do it. And it's war-work, said Pamela, inexorably. Elizabeth was dismally conscious of her own apparent inconsistencies. It seemed best to be frank.
I did not expect Pamela to show an ounce more feeling than the strictest canons of propriety demanded, and she fulfilled my expectations to the letter; but I had hoped, I confess, that Chillington would have displayed some little consciousness.
And it's women's work as much as men's. She saw that she had jarred on him. But an odd jealousy or perhaps her hidden disappointment drove her on. 'Yes, but one doesn't like strangers interfering, she said childishly. The soldier threw her a side-glance, while his lip twitched a little. So this was Pamela grown-up. She seemed to him rather foolish and very lovely. There was no doubt about that!
But Richardson leads his reader into the inmost recesses of his heroines' hearts. He is at home in describing the fears, the trials, and the final childlike rejoicings of Pamela. He attains to a high tragic effect in the death of Clarissa, a scene which Sir James Mackintosh ranked with Hume's description of the death of Mary Stuart.
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