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Jasper and Stephen looked at each other, frowning. “Did she get a look at them, My Lord?” Stephen asked.

“I’ve brought her, Your Grace,” he replied. “She’s in the carriage.”

They all walked out, to where Lady Laura sat in her carriage. She was a dark-haired lady with porcelain skin, dressed in soft grey.

“My Lady,” Jasper said, stepping toward the carriage where she sat. “It’s so good of you to come.”

“I just had to tell you, Your Grace,” she said. “They were tall, taller than I am. And they—they seemed clean.”

“Clean?” he frowned. Such an odd detail.

“Yes, Your Grace. There was dirt on their clothes, but it seemed just for show.” She looked very pale after the fright she had. She was shaking, like a leaf in a storm.

“I see,” he said. “Thank you, My Lady. Any details help.” Although he wasn’t sure what to make of it. Most men were taller than Lady Laura, who was of slight build.

He turned to her father. “Take her home, My Lord. Keep her where it’s safe.”

His mind, meanwhile, was in chaos and his blood was running cold. It could have very easily been the Lady Selina who had been out walking with her own maid. He needed to do something to ensure her safety.

He had the feeling that she wouldn’t listen to him, though. She was headstrong. Perhaps, she would listen to her uncle.

“Come, Stephen,” he said. “We’ll dine quickly, and then I must head over to Kirby Hall. Do you think you could bring word to the Colonel in Brooksville?”

“Of course,” Stephen replied.

Jasper felt tense. Every moment that passed, he felt like she could be out there, wandering the countryside with no one to protect her. He couldn’t imagine what he would do if something happened to her.

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