After what seemed like an eternity he turned right onto a dirt road that ended unceremoniously at a copse of leafless trees. “Loneliness,” she said, “is a luxury which I never permit myself. His food lay untouched about his plate. They hunted up shady nooks and went to sleep; but promptly at four they would be at the office, ready for barter. Read it, and you'll find that your unfortunate uncle, Sir Rowland, surrenders to you all the estates in Lancashire.
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