O’Hara nodded.

“Ye’ve trained her well. Get in, please.”

Jack obeyed, and in a minute or two O’Hara jumped in after him, and the coach began to move forward.

For a while there was silence, Carstares keeping himself well under control. It was almost unbearable to think that after this brief drive he would never set eyes on his friend again, and he wanted so badly to turn and grasp that strong hand.⁠ ⁠…

Miles turned in his seat and tried to see the masked face in the darkness.

“Ye are a gentleman?” he asked, going straight to the point.

Jack was prepared for this.

“Me, sir? Lor’ no, sir!”