"Yes, Philip, I do," she replied very quietly.
"Once in London, who do you think can best help you?"
"Lady Edbrooke, of course. Her husband has just been appointed equerry to the King."
"Ah! that's well! Aunt Charlotte was always fond of me. She'll be kind to you, I know."
"I think you should write to her. I'd take that letter too."
"When can you start?"
"Not for a few hours unfortunately. The horses must be put up. We have been on the road since dawn."
They were both quite calm now, and discussed these few details as if life or death were not the outcome of the journey.
Patience was glad to see that the boy had entirely shaken off the almost hysterical horror he had of his unfortunate position.
They were suddenly interrupted by John Stich's cautious voice at the entrance of the shed.