Chapter TwoJust as he was going through the door of his lodgings, Talbot remembered his mother’s friend, General Sir Iain MacDowall.
He had not seen him for nearly two years.
Sir Iain had come constantly to the house when his mother was alive and was also a good friend of his father’s.
He had been an outstandingly brave soldier who had commanded the Royal Scots Greys, one of Scotland’s finest Regiments, before he retired.
Talbot could remember long conversations with him about Scotland and its future..
He thought now that the one person who could help him and give him some idea of what his duties would be as Chieftain of the Clan would be Sir Iain.
Accordingly, he walked down Piccadilly, past Hyde Park Corner and eventually reached Chapel Street, where Sir Iain lived.
It was a small
