Not without some casualties

Greta reluctantly hoists her heavy half-sister onto her back and groans. She isn't happy with this, but she's more terrified by what this mob might do to her and Belinda.

"M-maybe, if we can get to the forest..." Greta mutters as Belinda clings to her.

The maid stumbles and nearly trips in the dark, losing one of her exquisite hand-crafted shoes (that she had stolen from Belinda). She tries to hobble along with just one, but quickly kicks the other off in a **** attempt to elude her pursuers.

"I... I think someone is gaining on us!" Belinda squeals as she tightens her grip on her servant, unintentionally causing a small rip in the maid's expensive dress in the shoulders.

Greta hoofs it in her stocking-clad feet, yelping as the coarse ground rips holes in the costly and impractical garments.

"Stop them!" Shouts one of the angry peasants. She's wielding a torch in one hand and some kind of knife or sharpened stick in the other (Greta can't get a good look at it while running).

"H-hurry!" Belinda squeals as she slaps Greta's grand ass, treating her like a horse.

"Ouch! Stop that!" The maid wails as she briefly pulls further away from the people chasing them.

Unfortunately, before either woman can savor their victory, the maid is trips again and then tumbles to the ground.

Belinda shrieks in terror as she blindly falls with her, her own shrieks drowning out the sound of ripping fabric...

Greta groans as she tries to stagger to her feet. The poor woman is utterly disoriented.

Three of the peasants are approaching, but are still around 10 yards away...