I was surprised at their blaming it, to the greatest degree.

I was told, they were sorry I would ruin myself; but, if I was so unreasonable, they could not blame my F.
[father] whatever he inflicted on me.

I objected I did not love him.
They made answer, they found no necessity of loving; if I lived well with him, that was all was required of me; and that if I considered this town, I should find very few women in love with their husbands, and yet a many happy.

It was in vain to dispute with such prudent people; they looked upon me as a little romantic, and I found it impossible to persuade them that living in London at liberty was not the height of happiness.

However, they could not change my thoughts, though I found I was to expect no protection from them.