The lavender and herb market gardens of Mitcham were two miles behind them when the road entered a dell where lilies-of-the-valley bloomed sweetly in the shade. Sewell was taking the stagecoach along at a spanking pace, mindful of having lost a minute at Mitcham because a small flock of sheep had blocked the way. There were high, leafy banks on either side of the road, completely concealing a muddy track joining it from the right. Without any warning whatsoever, a cumbersome ox-wagon emerged from this lane, pulling directly into the stagecoach’s path and coming to an abrupt halt right across the highway. The outsiders gasped with renewed alarm as Sewell immediately checked the team, gathering them to a miraculously sharp halt within inches of the wagon. Inside, all was confusion for a moment, with Ellen squealing as she was jerked roughly back in her seat. Jane was flung forward, and had it not been for the firmness of Lewis’s grip as he held her, she would have fallen to the floor.
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