From Lady Davers to Mrs. B. In Answer to the Six last Letters.

“Where she had it, I can't tell; but I think I never met with the Fellow of her in my Life, at any Age;” are, as I remember, my Brother's Words, speaking of his Pamela, in thea early Part of your Papers. In Truth, thou’rt a surprising Creature; and every Letter we have from you, we have new Subjects to admire you for.—Do you think, Lady Betty, said I, when I had read to the End of the Subject about Mrs. Jervis, I will not soon set out to hit this charming Girl a Box of the Ear or two?

For what, Lady Davers? said she.

For what! reply’d I.—Why, don't you see how many Slaps of the Face the bold Slut hits me?—I’ll Lady-Airs her! I will!—I’ll teach her to reproach me, and so many of her Betters, with her Cottage Excellencies, and Improvements that shame our Education.

Why, you dear charming Pamela, did you only exceed me in Words, I could forgive you; for there may be a Knack, and a Volubility, as to Words, that a natural Talent may supply; but to be thus outdone in Thought and in Deed, who can bear it? and in so young an Insulter too!

Well, Pamela, look to it, when I see you: You shall feel the Weight of my Hand, or—the Pressure of my Lip, one or t’other, depend on it, very quickly: For here, instead of my stooping, as I had thought it would be, to call you Sister, I shall be forced to think in a little while, that you ought not to own me as yours, till I am nearer your Standard.

But to come to Business. I will summarily take Notice of the following Particulars in all your obliging Letters, in order to convince you of my Friendship, by the Freedom of my Observations on the Subjects you touch upon.