While Marcus used the black silk sash to fashion a sling that would also serve to keep pressure on the bandage, from the corner of his eye, he watched Penelope Humphry pull a handkerchief from her sleeve and blot her face.
“Are you well, Mrs. Humphry?”
The woman responded by dropping her hand holding the handkerchief in her lap. She looked down and surveyed herself before shaking her head. “I have bloodstains on both the bodice and skirt of my gown. Jeremy’s drool and a bit of snot from when he was crying during the attack are smeared all over my shoulder. The water stain on my skirt looks suspiciously like it came from his diaper. I’m not sure how much will wash out of this silk. Jerry tore the hat from my head, and I’m sure my hair looks a fright.” She stared at the back of the coach as she heaved a sigh. “However, Captain, we’re alive and uninjured. For the time being, my son is safely asleep beneath the bench. I am well.” She turned to face Marcus and lifted her chin. “And, no. I do not yet feel compelled to turn back.”
“I refrained from asking, Mrs. Humphry.”
“Thank you. For you see, Captain, at the risk of casting pearls before the swine, since I knew my mother’s remaining time on earth was short, I prayed about where I should go and what I should do once she passed. I knew with a child to take care of, my options were limited.”
One side of Marcus’s mouth quirked up. “So you are equating me with swine now?”
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