The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. " "Pshaw! you'd do as much for me any day, and think no more about it. If not, I have plenty to think about,” she answered, leaning back in her chair, and watching the smoke from her own cigarette curl upwards. "I wish to overtake Lady Trafford.
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