"The light was watery, dim, and incomparably sad. Vast, grey, gloomy hills rose up all around them and in between the hills there was a wide expanse of black bog. Stephen had never seen a landscape so calculated to reduce the onlooker to utter despair in an instant.
'This is one of your kingdoms, I suppose, sir?' he said.
'My kingdoms?' exclaimed the gentleman in surprise. 'Oh, no! This is Scotland!'"
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