ABSTRACT
In April 1795, Mary Wollstonecraft returned once more to London, being requested to do so by Mr. Imlay. She came to England with a heavy heart, not daring, after all the uncertainties and anguish she had endured, to trust to the suggestions of hope. She feared that that happiness had altogether escaped her; but she was encouraged by the eagerness and impatience which Mr. Imlay at length seemed to manifest for her arrival. When she saw him, all her fears were confirmed. Her reception by Mr. Imlay, was cold and embarrassed. Discussions (“explanations” they were called) followed; cruel explanations, that only added to the anguish of a heart already overwhelmed in grief! Mr. Imlay procured her a lodging. But the neglect she experienced from him after she entered it, slashed conviction upon her, in spite of his asseverations.
