““Come on-I'll see you back to your room and the estimable Martha." She put her hand in his and let him draw her to her feet. "Tomorrow...don't worry," he murmured, as he ushered her back through the darker side of the snug. "I'll be waiting in Carlisle to fall in behind the coach when you go past." Through the dimness he met her eyes. "I won't lose you." Her lips softly curved. "I didn't imagine you would.””
