October 20.—
My mother has wrote to
Sir George, and given him a full account
of my situation, with a request,
which I prevailed on her to make, that
he would not take any notice of the affair
till he saw us. My brother, perhaps,
may think of a way, with tenderness and
safety, to remove Mr. Arnold's doubts,
without farther exposing my reputation,
or laying my husband open to mischief.
A prudent, cool, and at the same time
zealous friend, might devise some means
to effect this; but I fear my brother's
disregard to Mr. Arnold, his diminished
love for me, and his resentment to my
mother, will prevent him from engaging
with that alacrity or precaution that the
nicety of circumstances may require. I
will, therefore, wait with patience, till
God, in his own time, shall raise me
from the state of humiliation into which
I am fallen.
