They made their way carefully across the clifftop, heading for the well-worn steps that led down to the fishermen’s quay. A chill wind slapped at Rosalind’s cheeks and her full skirts hampered her progress, but she was undeterred. Bertie went first, guiding Hester, followed by Rosalind. A shadowy figure was waiting for them on the quay wall.

‘There’s Mudge. I’ve paid him for his trouble.’

‘Thank you, Bertie. I couldn’t have done this without your help. I’m sorry to leave you with all the recriminations you’re bound to get from both families.’

‘I’m a soldier – I’ve been through worse. I’ll just have a word with Mudge and then we’ll get you two aboard, but you can still change your minds. I won’t think any the worse of you for that.’

Rosalind shook her head. ‘I’m going to France, Bertie. Hester must do as she wishes.’

‘I’m coming with you, poppet,’ Hester said firmly.

‘That’s settled then.’ Bertie strode off and Harry Mudge walked slowly to meet him. After exchanging a few words Bertie turned and beckoned to them.

‘Come on, Hester. Let’s hope the sea is calm tonight.’ Rosalind was suddenly nervous, but she made her way carefully over the slippery ground to greet Mudge with a cheerful smile. ‘Good evening, Harry.’

‘Evening, ma’am. It’s a fine night, but it might be a bit choppy mid-Channel.’ He helped her into the boat before turning his attention to Hester. ‘You next, miss.’

She allowed him to help her onto the deck. ‘Did I tell you I’m not a good sailor, Rosie?’

‘No, but thank you for warning me.’ Rosalind waved to Bertie. ‘Goodbye. Wish us luck.’

He answered with a cheery wave.

‘I’m going to cast off now, ma’am,’ Harry said politely. ‘I suggest you two ladies go into the saloon. Me and the boy will do the sailing. The wind and tide are on our side so we should make good time, but once we make landfall in Brest you’ll be on your own. You still have time to change your minds.’

Rosalind glanced up at Bertie, who was standing on the quay, watching them. She shook her head. ‘Just get us there, please. But I won’t forget what you’re doing for us.’

‘To think I nearly married into that family.’ Hester wrapped her cloak more tightly around her plump body. ‘Jacob Lidstone courted me for years, but it was all a pretence. He was as guilty as his cousins.’

‘They’re paying the price now, Hester, and you had a lucky escape.’

‘Your dear grandpapa kept me safe, Rosie. I could tell him everything and he always understood, even when his mind was going.’

‘You’d best find cover, ladies,’ Harry said gruffly.