"What, in Westmoreland!" said the Captain, with something of dismay in his tone. What on earth would he do with himself all his life in that gloomy place!
"Yes, in Westmoreland. Why not in Westmoreland as well as anywhere else? If you don't like Westmoreland, it's not too late yet, you know." In answer to this the poor Captain was obliged to declare that he had no objection whatever to Westmoreland.
"I've been talking to my niece about it," continued Mrs. Greenow, "and I find that such an arrangement can be made very conveniently. The property is left between her and her uncle,--the father of my other niece, and neither of them want to live here."
"But won't you be rather dull, my dear?"

"What, in Westmorland!" said the Captain, with some dismay. What on earth would he do with himself in that gloomy place!
"Yes. Why not in Westmorland as well as anywhere else? If you don't like it, it's not too late, you know." To which the poor Captain was obliged to declare that he had no objection whatever to Westmorland.
"I've been talking to my niece about it," continued Mrs. Greenow, "and I find that such an arrangement can be made very conveniently. The property is left between her and her uncle, and neither of them want to live here."
"But won't you be rather dull, my dear?"
