As evening approached on the sixth day of their journey, the carriage and riders sought out an inn in Luton. Tired and stiff from countless hours in cramped confines, the women were quiet as they disembarked. Even Mrs. Burnham failed to threaten anyone with a wave of her cane as they trudged into the Hagfish Inn. "How many rooms do you have available?" The innkeeper eyed Rupert and the subdued women and grinned wolfishly. "One room is all I've got left, I'm afraid." Juliana sputtered, but Rupert merely nodded. "We'll take it. Any chance the rest of us can bed down in the stable?" "If you find a spot, you can have it. We've got more people than space, so you might end up sleeping in your coach." Rupert nodded, put his hand on Juliana's elbow, and guided her toward the stairs where a young boy waited to show them up to their accommodations. After the four women squeezed into the small room with a single bed, Rupert gave the lad a coin and requested he see to it that a meal was sent up for the ladies.
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