"Don't be ridiculous!" Pippa hisses and won't be pushed away. She's gotten quite strong, not that she was ever much of a weakling even as a child; she had three brothers and an older sister to keep up with, if one counts Colin and Camilla.
She grabs hold of Rooster's halter again and coaxes him closer with a few clicks of her tongue, then looks quickly back to Agata. "I'll boost you up onto his back, just grab hold of his withers so you don't fall off."
Not in any position to argue, Agata nods defeatedly and allows herself to be boosted. She's light, too light perhaps, but manages enough strength to grip at the base of Rooster's mane while she tries to hold herself steady.
Pippa takes the opportunity to swiftly look around herself to see if they are drawing any attention to themselves and decides that even if there are curious eyes on them, they belong to people who probably won't go running to the duke's men anyway. She hoists herself up onto Rooster's back behind Agata, nimble as can be, snatches up the lead rope that will now have to serve as reins, and coaxes the mule into a gambolling trot.
"If anyone asks," she hisses, "you're my infirm mother, you have the pox, and I'm taking you home to die peacefully in your bed."
Agata nods mutely, and looks like she's about ready to do just that. Knowing that she would likely not survive a fall off this mule, she rationalizes that it's too late to jump ship now, and lets Pippa spirit her away.
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She grabs hold of Rooster's halter again and coaxes him closer with a few clicks of her tongue, then looks quickly back to Agata. "I'll boost you up onto his back, just grab hold of his withers so you don't fall off."
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"If anyone asks," she hisses, "you're my infirm mother, you have the pox, and I'm taking you home to die peacefully in your bed."
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