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“Yes, and that too, so reoing to hurt The road we are traveling is cobblestone That is good, as theyat a slower pace It is bad because e jump, ill trip on the uneven stones You ht and then we must make a run for it Are we clear?”

“Yes, yes, but, oh … Felicia, I don’t feel quite well …”

“That is because you have a bu You are no doubt dizzy and feeling queasy Ignore it as best you can Our lives depend on our getting away Understand, dearest?”

“Yes, yes I won’t let you down”

“Good girl” Felicia took a breath The horrible fact was she was herself feeling unwell She had taken a double fist to the head, and she had tasted blood Fro from her forehead to her chin, she was quite certain she was still bleeding It didn’t matter What mattered was that she and Becky had to jump out and escape the villains

“If they see the cab door open, Becky, they will pull up and give chase, so we have to be fast, and do not, no o of my hand,” Felicia cautioned

“Right, I quite understand,” Becky said staunchly

Felicia opened the door, looked back, and whispered, “Now”

Even as they juot up, Felicia saw the hackney co halt

“They are on to us Run!” Felicia screaed on Becky’s hand

Felicia and Becky ran through an alley They were hain breath who reached out to touch theed to trip Becky as they pulled away from him

Becky screanored hiet to the next avenue and turn north

They were in the poorest, filthiest neighborhood and in a great deal of danger from the inhabitants as well as from their pursuers

“Whot ye doing, dearie? Need some help?” said a buxom woman who stepped in their path

Felicia sidestepped her as Becky screahed robustly