6/28/2023 0 Comments The masqueraders heyer![]() He was of medium height, and carried himself well. ![]() The gentleman came lightly down from the saddle. There were lights in the windows, and a post-chaise drawn up in the court before it. The inn came soon into sight, a square white house glimmering through the dusk. "Give you joy of your England, Peter my little man." ![]() "There"s an inn close by, as I remember," the servant repeated, addressing himself to the lady. I"m saying we"d best put up for the night." "I"d as soon make Norman Cross," said the gentleman, "for all it"s plaguily damp." The serving man rode up close to the chaise. "Child, you"ll be wet," she said to her cavalier. The window of the chaise was let down with a clatter, and a lady looked out. "Best put up for the night, sir," he grunted. The grizzled serving man who rode some paces to the rear spurred up to him. "Faith, it"s a wonderful climate," he remarked of no one in particular. The gentleman riding beside the chaise surveyed the clouds placidly. It had begun to rain an hour ago, a fine driving mist with the sky grey above. Excerpt from Chapter One: A Lady in Distress ![]()
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