Jane Austen
living in question--of which he trusted there could be little doubt, as he was well assured
that I had no other person to provide for, and I could not have forgotten my revered father's
intentions. You will hardly blame me for refusing to comply with this entreaty, or for
resisting every repetition to it. His resentment was in proportion to the distress of his
circumstances--and he was doubtless as violent in his abuse of me to others as in his
reproaches to myself. After this period every appearance of acquaintance was dropped.
How he lived I know not. But last summer he was again most painfully obtruded on my
notice.
"I must now mention a circumstance which I would wish to forget myself, and which no
obligation less than the present should induce me to unfold to any human being. Having
said thus much, I feel no doubt of your secrecy. My sister, who is more than ten years my