 that nothing but what is honourable shall be offer'd to
        you, by
                                                  Your passionate Admirer, (so I
                                                           must style myself ) -
 
Don't think hardly of poor Robin: You have so possess'd all my Servants in your
Favour, that I find they had rather serve you than me; and 'tis reluctantly the
Fellow undertook this Task; and I was forced to submit to assure him of my
honourable Intentions to you, which I am fully resolved to make good, if you
compel me not to a Conduct abhorrent to me at present.«
    I but too well apprehended, that this Letter was only to pacify me for the
present; but as my Danger was not so immediate as I had reason to dread, and he
had promised to forbear coming to me, and to write to you, my dear Parents, to
quiet your Concern, I was a little more easy than I was before: And I made shift
to eat a little Bit of boil'd Chicken they had got for me, and drank a Glass of
my Sack, and made them do so too.
    But after I had so done, I was again a little fluster'd; for in came the
Coachman with the Look of a Hangman, I thought, and Madam'd me up strangely;
telling me, he would beg me to get ready to pursue my Journey by Five in the
Morning, or else he should be late in. I was quite griev'd at this; for I began
not to dislike my Company, considering how Things stood, and was in hopes to get
a Party among them, and so to put myself into any worthy Protection in the
Neighbourhood, rather than go forward.
    When he withdrew, I began to tamper with the Farmer and his Wife. But, alas!
they had had a Letter deliver'd them at the same time I had; so securely had
Lucifer put it into his Head to do his Work; and they only shook their Heads,
and seem'd to pity me; and so I was forced to give over that Hope.
    However, the good Farmer shew'd me his Letter; which I copy'd as follows:
For it shews the deep Arts of this wicked Master; and how resolv'd he seem'd on
my Ruin, by the Pains he took to deprive me of all Hopes of freeing myself from
his Power.
 
        »Farmer Norton,
            I Send to your House, for one Night only, a young Gentlewoman, much
        against her Will, who has deeply imbark'd
