As she left the boy had tears of gratitude and she wished him good luck with a smile as she left.
Seeing one of the coaches she hurried quickly.
"Wait!" she called loudly to catch it on time, "How much is the ride?" she asked.
"Twenty-five shillings lady," the driver replied and her brows knit together.
"Isn't it fifteen shillings Sir?"
"You do know the evening fare is more compared to the day, aye? Now do you have twenty-five shillings or not?" the driver asked making Katie smile funnily.
Drowned in emotions she had given all the money except for the fifteen shillings to the boy and this man says its twenty five.
"What is taking so long?"
"Start the ride already!"
The passengers in the carriage began asking making her sigh, "I don't," she said dully and saw the driver whip the horses, pulling the coach with it.
The sun was setting and she began to walk. If she was fast she could reach there by night before supper by taking the road.
