A great many people go to Scotland in the autumn. When you have your autumn holiday in hand to dispose of it, there is nothing more aristocratic that you can do than go to Scotland. Dukes are more plentiful there than in Pall Mall, and you will meet an earl or at least a lord on every mountain. Of course, if you merely travel about from inn to inn, and neither have a moor of your own or stay with any great friend, you don't quite enjoy the cream of it; but to go to Scotland in August and stay there, perhaps, till the end of September, is aabout the most certain step you can take towards autumnal fashion. Switzerland and the Tyrol and even Italy, are all redolent of Mr. Cook, and in those beautiful lands you become subject at least to suspicion.
--Anthony Trollope, The Eustace Diamonds, 292 (Oxford UP Ed. 1973)
Even Italy? Suspicion?
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