Since Simpson was no longer with them, Millicent risked reaching across the wide seat to grasp Shoffer’s hand. He returned the grip with such ferociousness that she knew he was in the clutch of, if not terror, then at least strong fear for his sister’s safety.When they arrived, Shoffer did not wait for the footmen to open the door and lower the steps, but leapt from the carriage to the ground and raced up the staircase. Millicent, descending slowly, took a moment to glance about.“Shoffer, your carriage,” cried Millicent, pointing. “It is heading down the street!”Shoffer glanced toward her and away. He did not knock on the door so much as pound it open.“Thomas, with me,” cried Millicent and ran down the road after the ducal carriage. Fortunately, since the North family and the Shoffers kept their equipages in the same mews, the coachman recognized Millicent’s footman and obeyed her shouts to stop.“Come about, my good man,” gasped Millicent. “Go back to the dowager’s residence and wait.
