CHAPTER SEVENThey arrived at Quillebeuf late in the following afternoon. It had on the whole been an easy journey despite the twisting road over the last part of the route.
Quillebeuf, which stood on the Seine, was a small rather attractive little hamlet with one good inn.
It seemed a strange place for the General to wish to stop until Jabina remembered that it would only take him under four hours to reach Le Havre the next day, when he could arrive early in the afternoon to be greeted with due ceremony.
It had become very warm in the day and she had found the sun on her face and neck very tiring as they drove at the usual breakneck speed required by the General.
The coachman had been pushing his horses with what Jabina thought almost amounted to cruelty.
As on the previous day it was
