He said, the result was, that he still had hopes given him; and, although discouraged by me, he was resolved to persevere, while I remained single.—And such long and such painful services he talked of, as never before were heard of.
I told him in the strongest manner, what he had to trust to.
Yet still he determined to persist.—While I was no man's else, he must hope.
What! said I, will you still persist, when I declare, as I do now, that my affections are engaged?—And let my brother make the most of it.
He knew my principles, and adored me for them. He doubted not, that it was in his power to make me happy: and he was sure I would not want the will to be so.
I assured him, that were I to be carried to my uncle's, it should answer no end; for I would never see him; nor receive a line from him; nor hear a word in his favour, whoever were the person who should mention him to me.
He was sorry for it. He must be miserable, were I to hold in that mind. But he doubted not, that I might be induced by my father and uncles to change it—
Never, never, he might depend upon it.
It was richly worth his patience, and the trial.
At my expense?—At the price of all my happiness, Sir?