No one can be happy in eternal solitude.

Therefore, Mr.Fergus, if you choose to enter my house as a friend, I will make you welcome; if not, I must confess, I would rather you kept away.' She then turned and addressed some observation to Rose or Eliza.
'And, Mrs.Graham,' said he again, five minutes after, 'we were disputing, as we came along, a question that you can readily decide for us, as it mainly regarded yourself--and, indeed, we often hold discussions about you; for some of us have nothing better to do than to talk about our neighbours' concerns, and we, the indigenous plants of the soil, have known each other so long, and talked each other over so often, that we are quite sick of that game; so that a stranger coming amongst us makes an invaluable addition to our exhausted sources of amusement.
Well, the question, or questions, you are requested to solve--' 'Hold your tongue, Fergus!' cried Rose, in a fever of apprehension and wrath.
'I won't, I tell you.

The questions you are requested to solve are these:--First, concerning your birth, extraction, and previous residence.
Some will have it that you are a foreigner, and some an Englishwoman; some a native of the north country, and some of the south; some say--' 'Well, Mr.Fergus, I'll tell you.

I'm an Englishwoman--and I don't see why any one should doubt it--and I was born in the country, neither in the extreme north nor south of our happy isle; and in the country I have chiefly passed my life, and now I hope you are satisfied; for I am not disposed to answer any more questions at present.' 'Except this--' 'No, not one more!' laughed she, and, instantly quitting her seat, she sought refuge at the window by which I was seated, and, in very desperation, to escape my brother's persecutions, endeavoured to draw me into conversation.
'Mr.Markham,' said she, her rapid utterance and heightened colour too plainly evincing her disquietude, 'have you forgotten the fine sea-view we were speaking of some time ago?
I think I must trouble you, now, to tell me the nearest way to it; for if this beautiful weather continue, I shall, perhaps, be able to walk there, and take my sketch; I have exhausted every other subject for painting; and I long to see it.' I was about to comply with her request, but Rose would not suffer me to proceed.
'Oh, don't tell her, Gilbert!' cried she; 'she shall go with us.

It's -- Bay you are thinking about, I suppose, Mrs.Graham?
It is a very long walk, too far for you, and out of the question for Arthur.