 you
he doth you Justice, and says, Whatever be the Consequence, that he was entirely
the Aggressor, and that you was not in the least to blame.«
    Jones expressed the utmost Satisfaction at the Account which Mrs. Waters
brought him. He then informed her of many Things which she well knew before, as
who Mr. Fitzpatrick was, the Occasion of his Resentment, etc. He likewise told
her several Facts of which she was ignorant, as the Adventure of the Muff, and
other Particulars, concealing only the Name of Sophia. He then lamented the
Follies and Vices of which he had been guilty; every one of which, he said, had
been attended with such ill Consequences, that he should be unpardonable if he
did not take Warning, and quit those vicious Courses for the future. He lastly
concluded with assuring her of his Resolution to sin no more, lest a worse Thing
should happen to him.
    Mrs. Waters with great Pleasantry ridiculed all this, as the Effects of low
Spirits and Confinement. She repeated some Witticisms about the Devil when he
was sick, and told him, »She doubted not but shortly to see him at Liberty, and
as lively a Fellow as ever; and then,« says she, »I don't question but your
Conscience will be safely delivered of all these Qualms that it is now so sick
in breeding.«
    Many more Things of this Kind she uttered, some of which it would do her no
great Honour, in the Opinion of some Readers, to remember; nor are we quite
certain but that the Answers made by Jones would be treated with Ridicule by
others. We shall therefore suppress the rest of this Conversation, and only
observe, that it ended at last with perfect Innocence, and much more to the
Satisfaction of Jones than of the Lady: For the former was greatly transported
with the News she had brought him; but the latter was not altogether so pleased
with the penitential Behaviour of a Man whom she had at her first Interview
conceived a very different Opinion of from what she now entertained of him.
    Thus the Melancholy occasioned by the Report of Mr. Nightingale was pretty
well effaced; but the Dejection into which Mrs. Miller had thrown him still
continued. The Account she gave, so well tallied with the Words of Sophia
herself in her Letter, that he made not the least Doubt but that she had
disclosed his Letter to her Aunt, and had taken a fixed Resolution to abandon
him. The Torments this Thought gave him were to be equalled only by a Piece of
News which Fortune yet
