I am simply going to suggest a project which perhaps you may turn to your advantage.
Marriage has no part in it save that the greatest good fortune that can befall a woman is to marry well, which I hope will be the ultimate result of what I shall propose.

If a young woman's friends do not put her in a position to marry the right sort of a man, they fail in their duty to her." "I hate the word 'marriage,'" returned Frances, impatiently.
"Ah, but it is a woman's privilege, the one great purpose of her life," I insisted.

"Why pretend otherwise?
I don't believe in the drag-net process of getting a husband, but in England a girl must be seen before she is married, and her chief concern should be to be seen by the right man." "I should detest the right man," returned Frances, now grown almost surly.
"Yes, yes, now, perhaps.

But the suggestion I have to make, if acted upon, will do all these things for you and will give you the opportunity to detest the 'right man' intelligently if you feel so inclined when you meet him.

I have taken it upon myself to come all the way to Sundridge with a suggestion, because of the love I bear you and because you have no mother to do these things for you.