I Get an Escort

"You never know who you might run into on the road. I'd feel happier if you weren't travelling alone."

"But you don't have a weapon."

"Even so, two are much less at risk than one, especially if the extra person is a well-built man. And besides, I do have a weapon. I wield a mean walking stick." He brandishes it and grins at me.

I see that I can't dissuade him, though I'm nervous that he might find out that my story was not altogether true once we reach our destination. "Then thank you."

We set off. Fortunately the trail is for the most part no more than dried mud, so it's not uncomfortable for me going barefoot.

1. We reach the village without incident. I look anxiously to see whether the coach is still outside the tavern.
2. We have gone about a mile when...

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