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Chapter FourAfter a night very much like the one they had spent at The Magpie, they had started off early in the morning, with the horses frisky from the oats they had eaten the night before. The Duke, however, was aware that Valora was looking tired and he was determined to make it as easy a day for her as possible. They had both been somewhat exhausted the previous evening when they reached the small village where the highwayman had directed them to an inn where they would be safe. As they finally sat down to a somewhat indifferent meal, the Duke was aware that Valora was nodding over her food. There was, therefore, none of the intelligent conversation that she had looked forward to and he had found himself enjoying. Instead, as soon as the meal was over, she stumbled upstairs and by