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Miss Maitland wore a simple shift in case the highwaymen chose to rob us, for a I averred often as a young maiden of good standing was snatched and held for ransom by these devils. “You could do a lot worse John,” he muttered, “Can’t keep the bailiefs away for ever, we need some income and swiftly. Miss Maitland a spirited and largely uneducated girl, daughter of a self made man from the lower orders had been to York to “See the Minster.” They had stopped at my parents house en route as Miss Flanders professed to know my sister from their time at the girls school though my dear sister could not place her at all. Miss Emily Maitland and companion Jane Flanders were on their way to Derby. I was completely consumed with passion. I looked Miss Maitland in the eye, “Keep going,” she whispered.