The Fortunes and Misfortunes of the Famous Moll Flanders

But I was now in a great strait, and knew not what to do. The main

difficulty was this: the younger brother not only laid close siege to

me, but suffered it to be seen. He would come into his sister's room,

and his mother's room, and sit down, and talk a thousand kind things of

me, and to me, even before their faces, and when they were all there.

This grew so public that the whole house talked of it, and his mother

reproved him for it, and their carriage to me appeared quite altered.

In short, his mother had let fall some speeches, as if she intended to

put me out of the family; that is, in English, to turn me out of doors.

Now I was sure this could not be a secret to his brother, only that he

might not think, as indeed nobody else yet did, that the youngest

brother had made any proposal to me about it; but as I easily could see

that it would go farther, so I saw likewise there was an absolute

necessity to speak of it to him, or that he would speak of it to me,

and which to do first I knew not; that is, whether I should break it to

him or let it alone till he should break it to me.

Upon serious consideration, for indeed now I began to consider things

very seriously, and never till now; I say, upon serious consideration,

I resolved to tell him of it first; and it was not long before I had an

opportunity, for the very next day his brother went to London upon some

business, and the family being out a-visiting, just as it had happened

before, and as indeed was often the case, he came according to his

custom, to spend an hour or two with Mrs. Betty.

When he came had had sat down a while, he easily perceived there was an

alteration in my countenance, that I was not so free and pleasant with

him as I used to be, and particularly, that I had been a-crying; he was

not long before he took notice of it, and asked me in very kind terms

what was the matter, and if anything troubled me. I would have put it

off if I could, but it was not to be concealed; so after suffering many

importunities to draw that out of me which I longed as much as possible

to disclose, I told him that it was true something did trouble me, and

something of such a nature that I could not conceal from him, and yet

that I could not tell how to tell him of it neither; that it was a

thing that not only surprised me, but greatly perplexed me, and that I

knew not what course to take, unless he would direct me. He told me

with great tenderness, that let it be what it would, I should not let

it trouble me, for he would protect me from all the world.