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Of all the das He was sure Daffy ht He shouldn’t have stayed even for the first ale His Daffy would very rightly ring down a lecture on his head for his lateness

It took soht, but he was experienced and knew the trick of it, allowing his horses to have their head as he tooled his neat curricle over the road

He didn’t hear the sound of an approaching coach until it was too late He grimaced as he saw the tea a devil at his back, and cursed under his breath as his horses beca his curricle into a ditch

The coach’s tea and staying in the air until the driver got them under control The duke noted that this was not easy, as the coach was old and no doubt difficult to wield

The driver didn’t even acknowledge hiether and steadied them back into a swift pace forward

Annoyed, the duke shouted a curse after the felloho either didn’t hear or didn’t care in his frenzy to get home

The duke was left with a dashed difficult time of it, as his spirited pair found the entire episode distressing in the extreot the of interesting curses, which caused his horses’ ears to flicker with attentiveness

As the curricle claer The man was an ill-mannered coachman, but who knehat had set him off

It was then that he saw so in the road, and he sat up tall on his open bench What was this? What, not another delay?

What the blasted hell was going on?

He saw an odd shape in the road, sprawled out, and another shape hovering over it Caution, he told himself What, just what have we here?

It was a woman? She appeared to be in breeches? What the devil? But, yes, it was a wo her arms about What the bloody hell?

Felicia’s relief when she heard the sound of horses and the wheels of some conveyance approach was so coan frantically waving the, “Help … please help!”

All she could think was that help was now on its way The picture she and poor Scott er never entered her unshot That was all that occupied her brain

As she rushed towards the coach and the giant of arock in the road and went flying forward to land with a heavy thump