You two can go to the top.

You are both hardened mountaineers, and I am not in it with either of you.

When I rashly consented to a pedestrian ascent of Helvellyn I had forgotten what the gentleman was like; and as to Dolly Waggon I had actually forgotten her existence.

But now I see the lady--as steep as the side of a house, and as stony--no, naught but herself can be her parallel in stoniness.

No, Molly, I will go no further.' 'But we shall go down on the other side,' urged Mary.