To the Duke it was all very familiar, but to Clola it was a surprise and a delight she had not expected.
She thought that The Castle would be fine, but she had not thought to find it filled with treasures that she had learnt and read about in Edinburgh but never expected to see in her own land.
Vaguely at the back of her mind she remembered hearing that the Duke’s grandfather had been a great traveller. It must have been he, she thought, who had brought so many fine foreign pictures to The Castle and perhaps too the French furniture, which she had noted in the corridors as they moved through them.
Sitting next to the Duke at the top of the long table at which were seated many of the kinfolk of the Kilcraigs as well as the McNarns, Clola was glad that the Duke did not speak to her.
She
