Have you ever been there, Mrs.Capella?
Or you, Miss Layton?
No! Well, let me recommend the north-east coast of Yorkshire as a cure for all ills.

Do you know that, within the next fortnight, you can, if energetic enough, see from the cliffs at Whitby the sun rise and set in the sea?
It is the one place in England where such a sight is possible.

And the breeze there! When it blows from the north, it comes straight from the Polar Sea.
There is no land intervening.

Naples--evil-smelling, dirty Naples! Pah! Who but a lunatic would prefer Naples to Whitby in July!" Margaret was now incensed, Helen surprised, and even slightly amused.
Brett rattled on, demanding and receiving occasional curt replies.

The tea came.
Whatever the failings of Beechcroft might be, they had not reached the kitchen.