What was he doing? What was he thinking? It was less than a day now, less than twenty hours. She found it rather funny that he always wore the shirt fastidiously tucked in and never wore the ensemble without a stiff brown leather belt. She was not squeamish—although the sight of the sergeant’s ominous preparations had severely tried her fortitude—but Kimble’s white face plagued her conscience. She pulled her hand away quickly. Her father intercepted her, and for a moment she and he struggled with their hands upon the latch. She was radiant. ‘I feared as much. It won’t even know whether to be scandalized at us or forgiving. But I have remembered the horse and have asked this sergeant that a soldier fetch him.
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