“What happened?” Mel asked the driver, using his hands to keep the rain out of his eyes.
“The blasted wheel hit a rut and cracked in two,” the driver answered.
“Is there a replacement?” Mel asked.
The driver shook his head. “No. If I can’t repair the wheel, I’ll have to head back and get one. It could take a couple of weeks if they have to build a new one.” Aramis looked to Mel helplessly.
“When will you know if you can fix it?” Mel asked.
“As soon as the rain lets up. I can’t apply anything while the wood is wet. You two should get back in the carriage and wait. I’ll let you know.”
Not knowing how they could help, they did as the driver said and climbed back into the carriage. “This isn’t good,” Aramis said. “If he can’t fix the wheel, we will lose even more time. It’s taking too lo
