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Although she did not say it in so many words, Julia was very conscious that her stepmother had really wanted to say, ‘If you want money, you must find it for yourself and not expect mine to be always at your disposal.’ It was indeed a really excellent excuse for making her marry the son of a millionaire. Equally Julia knew that her mother would never, under any circumstances, have expected her to marry any man unless she loved him. ‘Nor do I intend to do so,’ she determined as she rode on. It took a little time because their own land reached out in that particular direction. The ground was now too rough for her to gallop her horse, although she would have liked to do so. Finally with her father’s boundary now in sight, she could look over it and see, as she had hoped, that Hubert Ma