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”
“
Thank
you
;
but
will
not
your
horse
want
rest
?
”
“
Rest
!
He
has
only
come
three
and
twenty
miles
today
;
all
nonsense
;
nothing
ruins
horses
so
much
as
rest
;
nothing
knocks
them
up
so
soon
.
No
,
no
;
I
shall
exercise
mine
at
the
average
of
four
hours
every
day
while
I
am
here
.
”
“
Shall
you
indeed
!
”
said
Catherine
very
seriously
.
“
That
will
be
forty
miles
a
day
.
”
“
Forty
!
Aye
,
fifty
,
for
what
I
care
.
Well
,
I
will
drive
you
up
Lansdown
tomorrow
;
mind
,
I
am
engaged
.
”
“
How
delightful
that
will
be
!
”
cried
Isabella
,
turning
round
.
“
My
dearest
Catherine
,
I
quite
envy
you
;
but
I
am
afraid
,
brother
,
you
will
not
have
room
for
a
third
.
”
“
A
third
indeed
!
No
,
no
;
I
did
not
come
to
Bath
to
drive
my
sisters
about
;
that
would
be
a
good
joke
,
faith
!
Morland
must
take
care
of
you
.
”
This
brought
on
a
dialogue
of
civilities
between
the
other
two
;
but
Catherine
heard
neither
the
particulars
nor
the
result
.
Her
companion
’
s
discourse
now
sunk
from
its
hitherto
animated
pitch
to
nothing
more
than
a
short
decisive
sentence
of
praise
or
condemnation
on
the
face
of
every
woman
they
met
;
and
Catherine
,
after
listening
and
agreeing
as
long
as
she
could
,
with
all
the
civility
and
deference
of
the
youthful
female
mind
,
fearful
of
hazarding
an
opinion
of
its
own
in
opposition
to
that
of
a
self
-
assured
man
,
especially
where
the
beauty
of
her
own
sex
is
concerned
,
ventured
at
length
to
vary
the
subject
by
a
question
which
had
been
long
uppermost
in
her
thoughts
;
it
was
,
“
Have
you
ever
read
Udolpho
,
Mr
.
Thorpe
?
”
“
Udolpho
!
Oh
,
Lord
!
Not
I
;
I
never
read
novels
;
I
have
something
else
to
do
.
”
