The boy's natural chivalry had moved her to accept his help, though she well knew that the step she had taken was a desperate one, even for one of the wild Everards.

That it would fulfil its purpose she did not doubt.

Her husband, she was fully convinced, would take no further steps to deprive her of her liberty.

Her notions of legal procedure in such a case were of the haziest, but she had not the faintest doubt that this last, wildest escapade of hers would sooner or later procure her her freedom from the chain that so galled her.
And yet she started and shivered at every creak of the crazy vehicle that was bearing her to the haven of her emancipation.

She was horribly, unreasonably afraid, now that she had taken this rash step.