Lovelace. But Lord M. being inclined rather to support than to blame
his nephew, they seem to be so much afraid of Mr. Lovelace, that they
do not put it to me whether I do or not; conniving on the contrary, as
it should seem, at the only method left to allay the vehemence of a
spirit which they have so much provoked: For he still insists upon
satisfaction from my uncles; and this possibly (for he wants not art)
as the best way to be introduced again with some advantage into our
family. And indeed my aunt Hervey has put it to my mother, whether it
were not best to prevail upon my brother to take a turn to his
Yorkshire estate (which he was intending to do before) and to stay
there till all is blown over.

But this is very far from being his intention: For he has already
began to hint again, that he shall never be easy or satisfied till I
am married; and, finding neither Mr. Symmes nor Mr. Mullins will be
accepted, has proposed Mr. Wyerley once more, on the score of his
great passion for me. This I have again rejected; and but yesterday
he mentioned one who has applied to him by letter, making high offers.
This is Mr. Solmes; Rich Solmes you know they call him. But this
application has not met with the attention of one single soul.

If none of his schemes of getting me married take effect, he has
thoughts, I am told, of proposing to me to go to Scotland, that as the
compliment is, I may put his house there in such order as our own is
in. But this my mother intends to oppose for her own sake; because
having relieved her, as she is pleased to say, of the household cares
(for which my sister, you know, has no turn) they must again devolve
upon her if I go. And if she did not oppose it, I should; for,
believe me, I have no mind to be his housekeeper; and I am sure, were
I to go with him, I should be treated rather as a servant than a