"That must be confessed; I need a little stir and brightness and I so seldom get it.

You know Muriel; I owe her a good deal, but she's so dull and she makes you feel that everything you like to do is wrong." "But you haven't been very long with Mrs.Lansing.

Wasn't it different in Canada ?" Bland had a reason for venturing on the question, though it was rather a delicate one.
"I can hardly bear to think of it! For four months in the year I was shut up, half-frozen, in a desolate homestead.

There was deep snow all round the place; nobody came.

It was a day's drive to a forlorn settlement; nothing ever broke the dreary monotony.