Mary Wollstonecraft,
Original Stories from Real Life…
(1796)
“ Wanting also the support of religion, he became sour, easily irritated, and almost hated a world whose applause he had once eagerly courted. His affairs were at last in such a desperate state, that he was obliged, reluctantly, to accept of an invitation from his brother, who with his wife, a weak fine lady, intended to spend some time on the continent; his daughter was, of course, to be of the party. The restraint of obligations did not suit his temper, and feeling himself dependent, he imagined every one meant to insult him. ”
