Mask of the Highwaywoman - Short

Evelyn, the bored daughter of a rich aristocrat, is on her way home when her stagecoach is attacked by a gang of vicious outlaws. Terrified at first, she is soon fascinated by the captivating Highwaywoman


6. Chapter Six: The Return

The carriage shuddered along the road, the sun had risen some time ago and light streamed in the windows, on to the passengers in the carriage. They had set out for Bristol at dawn, and were making good time, but Evelyn was lost in thought. She stared out at the passing countryside which she had been so desperate to get away from. Thanks to Bess, she had been able to pay her lodging and get the first carriage out, but she was unable to shake-off the thought that she shouldn’t have left.

The coach lurched backward, Evelyn was thrown from her seat as luggage rained down on the passengers, a woman screamed, and a man shouted out.

“What’s happened?”

“Is everyone all right?”

Not again’ thought Evelyn as she picked herself up and apologised, after falling into the lap of the passenger seated opposite.

“I’ll go and speak to the coachman.” Said one of the passengers, Evelyn could hear shouting outside, and before the Gentleman could reach for the handle, the door was wrenched open.

“Get out!” A masked woman was at the foot of the steps, pistol in hand, one of the passengers stood in an attempt to leave. “Not you” Said Bess “You” She gestured toward Evelyn.

“I will not! Are you raving mad?” The passengers stared at Evelyn, surprised at her tone.

“I do believe I am. Now, step out of the carriage, or be damned to Bristol.” Evelyn paused for a moment, as Bess reached a free hand towards her. She then grabbed her trunk from the floor, and delicately stepped through the carnage, and out into the early autumn sun.

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