Sunday Morning
- Seeing that the master was going to church, Pamela decided to write out a request for the prayers of "the congregation" for the master, on account of his temptation to ruin Pamela.
- Mrs. Jewkes found her writing it and delivered it to the master, who was—wait for it--angry.
- Oh, but he's still super handsome and she weirdly doesn't hate him.
- Um, what? Where did that come from?
- We must be heading toward some sort of resolution.