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Sometime soon after embarking on the “expedition through much of the finest countryside of England to the West Country,” Mr. Stevens felt compelled to stop the car.
He ran out of gas.
He smelled something burning in the engine.
He was about to hit a hen that was crossing the road in a leisurely way.
He felt that he might have lost his way.
He wanted to see Mortimer’s Pond.