She resolved never to marry another, yet thought duty obliged her to wait her father’s arrival.
She kindly supposed he would see me with her eyes, and, when he knew me, change his design in my favor: she fancied he would crown her love as the reward of her obedience in delaying her marriage.
My importunity, and the fear of giving me room to doubt her tenderness, as her vow prevented such an explanation as would have satisfied me, bore down her duty to a father whom she had never seen, and whom she had supposed dead, till the arrival of Mrs. Melmoth’s letters; having been two years without hearing any thing of him.
She married me, determined to give up her right to half his fortune in favor of the person for whom he designed her; and hoped, by that means, to discharge her father’s obligations, which she could not pay at the expence of sacrificing her heart.
But she writes to Mrs. Fitzgerald, and will tell you all.
Come and share the happiness of your friends.
Adieu!
Your faithful
Ed. Rivers.
LETTER CCXXI.226.
To Mrs. Fitzgerald.
Temple-house, Friday.