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travel case as well.  She finally saw some movement below and gathered her things.  She took one last look around her room and slipped quietly out the door.  Her stomach gave a lurch as much with nervousness and fear of her parents finding out as excitement over finally being his bride.  She tiptoed down the stairs and out the front door where he waited with a full-size carriage.
                  “How did you get that?” she whispered through the dark.
                  “I talked to my father, he likes you and wants us to be together so he let me take it,” he explained as he offered her a hand to help her inside.
                  She slid her hand in his and let him boost her up before he lifted himself back inside.                            
                  “ Where are we going?” she asked nervously.  She had never before left the house without permission, let alone after dark and possibly for several days.
                  “I know someone in the next county who agreed to marry us,” he told her.  “Actually my father knows him and when he heard our story he was more than willing to make us man and wife.  I can’t wait.  I love you so much Grace,” he said quietly.
                  “I love you too,” Grace replied.  She took a few deep breaths relieved they weren’t going far and her heart stopped pounding in her chest and she began to relax.  “Will we be back by morning?” she asked.
                  “We should be but we better go, I don’t want the poor man to wait up for us all night,” he replied.  “Why do you ask?”
                  “I just thought it might be easier if I’m back in my bed by morning and then tell my parents.  They’ll probably disown me but it might be easier that way than for them to wake and find me gone,” she told him.
                  “How about we both stay in your room when we get back,” he suggested.
                  Grace thought about that and how her father would probably react to a man in her bed and then try to explain he was her husband.  She wasn’t so sure about that.  “I’ll think about that some more but my father might kill you and listen to the story later.”
                  He took the reigns and they left with a jolt.
                  “You don’t want to stay with me tonight?” he asked after a few moments of silence.
                  “I do, but I thought it might be best to at least tell my parents,” she replied.  “We don’t have anywhere to stay anyway.”
                  “My father has arranged for us to live in the cottage on his land,” he told her.
                  “Really?” she asked.  She had only ever met his parents once and couldn’t figure out why they were being so kind.
                  “Yes.  He thought I could work for him until I get a job and we can afford our own place,” he told her.
                  “I was only going to have you drop me in the morning,” she said again.  “Let’s think about it, okay?” she implored.
                  “Okay, I’ll think about it.”
                  They rode on in silence for a while before he began to slow the carriage and they came to a stop outside a small house.  Grace could barely make out the number ‘13’ on the door.  The place was aglow and she took a deep breath.
                  “Are you ready my love?” he asked her.
                  “I am,” she replied quickly before she could change her mind.
                  He helped her down from the carriage and reached blindly back inside looking for something on the floor.
                  “What are you doing?” she asked in a whisper.
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