She glanced back in the direction she had come from, wondering where her nurses had gone. Finally Adelaide carefully let the other woman help her up. "Thank you, mademoiselle," she said gently. "He is brown, with black on his face." For a moment she bit her lip in thought. "He's rather large and fast," she added.
Adelaide nervously glanced over at the man that the woman had addressed. "He runs off a lot, but I fear he does not know his way around London as well as he does Paris." If her father knew that she had not only escaped from her nurses, but lost her dog he was going to be upset. Nervously the redhead bit her lip and looked down.