The ground underfoot was soft and sandy.

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Sarah’s shoes sank into the soil, and she had to struggle to keep pace with the borderman’s long strides.

They rounded a curve in the stream. Sarah glanced back, but saw nothing but trees. The settlement was out of sight, and she felt the first stir of a niggling doubt. Should we not have come to the ferry by now? Kingston said that it was just beyond the town.John Harris’s ferry is just beyond the town, but I don’t care for Harris. We’ll make use of Busted Bill’s ferry instead.

Busted Bill? Sarah repeated. I don’t believe I’ve heard of him.

Not to worry, Mrs. Marsters. He’s new around these parts. He gave her arm a squeeze. The gesture was far from reassuring. Instead, Sarah’s doubts increased. Perhaps we http://www.milaci.ro should go back, she said suddenly.

Black’s fingers dug deep into the flesh of Sarah’s arm. Well, I’m sorry to say that it’s a mite too late for that. I’ve already contracted for a woman, and if I don’t come through with the goods my reputation as a marriage broker will be ruined. The last one I found for Bill ran away after just a week. He said if I didn’t find someone to replace her, he’d smash my face. I expect that you’ll do well enough.

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The ground underfoot was soft and sandy.