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a place to come home to. I know Byron and Nelson are there to watch over Father, but I think if it weren't for Martha, I would not have been able to leave him. Even in his current state."
William nodded. "Agreed. We are fortunate."
He looked thoughtful and then he stood up to rap on the small sliding door that separated the carriage from the driver's seat. A moment later it slid back and the sound of the horses' hooves pounding the road grew louder. Though it was growing dark, Tamara caught sight of Farris glancing down through the small door at them.
"Yes, Mister Swift?"
"Stop the carriage a moment, Farris. I think I'd like to drive a while."
Tamara smiled. William had driven for part of the previous day, though Farris had remained upon the high seat with him, feeling it improper to join his employers in the greater comfort of the carriage. At least the poor man would have a break.
