Chapter Four
Rebecca and Ellerby pilfered their way through the countryside, moving far too slowly toward London to suit the redheaded young thief. It was Ellerby’s plan to remain clear of cities, he found them too vulnerable for his delicate work. Plus, he loved the open spaces, the clean air and camping on soft tree boughs at night, the smell of wood smoke in the morning and smoked meat at night. To trade this luxury for the cramped and grimy dens of a teaming city seemed silly—even though the profits of thievery might be greater. He was a gentleman rogue, not one that liked the squalid folk who shared the beds and tables of city thieves. If he set his sights on London, he would buy himself a fine suit of clothes and present himself as one of the landed gentry with gracious manners and
