I Will Not Tell You What Hellstone Is Like

You will neither tell me what Hellstone is like, nor will you say anything about your home. Here you read, or have lessons, or otherwise improve your mind till the middle of the day. Take a walk before lunch, going to drive with your aunt after, and have some kind of engagement in the evening. There, now fill up your day at Hellstone, shall you ride, drive, or walk. Walk decidedly. We have no horse, not even for papa. He walks to the very extremity of his parish. The walks are so beautiful, it would be a shame to drive, almost a shame to ride. Shall you guard it much? That I believe is