"There are other neighbourhoods than this, and other houses to be obtained.

Let us go from here; not remain the observed of all curious observers--objects of remark and pity!" Her brother arose while she was speaking, and commenced walking the room in a disturbed manner.

The words of Grace had aroused his slumbering pride.
"Rather let us do what is best under the circumstances," said Mrs.
Markland, in her quiet way.

"People will have their own thoughts, but these should never turn us from a right course." "The sight of Woodbine Lodge will rebuke me daily," said Mr.
Markland.
"You cannot be happy in this neighbourhood." Grace spoke in her emphatic way.

"It is impossible!" "I fear that it is even so," replied her brother.
"Then," said Mrs.Markland, in a firm voice, "we will go hence.