“Oh Caroline, supposing I cannot find it,” Harriet faltered, “and if Papa is following me or suspicious of where I am going, what shall I do then?”
Caroline sighed. She found it difficult to understand the hesitations and the apprehensions of the weaker members of her s*x.
“I’ll tell you what I will do, Harriet,” she said. “I will meet you at the lodge gates myself. Maria will arrange with James to hide the trunk earlier in the evening. I will find it and wait until you arrive. You will not be afraid to look for me, will you, Harriet?”
“Oh no, indeed, Caroline, but why should you do this for me? 'Tis too much to ask. I would not think of troubling you.”
“It is no trouble, to be sure,” Caroline answered. “I think perhaps I should be wise to be there in case you are too chickenhearted at
