Chapter 1

 

Middleton Hall

 

Towards the close of a warm day in the summer of 1366, a party of travellers were winding their way through the wooded slopes of Oxfordshire.  They had left the chalky downs of the Chiltern Hills behind them, and now their road lay through woods of oak and beech, and the horses had to step warily, for the rutty weed-grown bridle path was known to have several dangerous bits of bog and morass here and there; and although it was the high road between London and Oxford, these were not the greatest dangers that beset a traveller who was bold enough to go so far from home.

 

 

Dearer than Life by Emma Leslie

 

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