Chapter 11

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GREENLAW MILITARY PRISON, SCOTLAND AUTUMN 1865 Greenlaw military prison stood a mile outside the village of Penicuik, south of Edinburgh. After being built as a camp for French prisoners during the Napoleonic War, the army had retained the buildings for a less honourable purpose Now it held those soldiers who had fallen foul of military law, from drunkards to malcontents and thieves. Jack reined in Cedric, savouring the scented breeze and the sight of the green ridge of the Pentland Hills. After the mighty mountains of the North-West Frontier, the Pentland Hills were low and tame, yet he could not help but appreciate their quiet beauty. The fusilier standing sentry came to attention when Jack halted at the gatehouse. “Captain Jack Windrush,” Jack introduced himself. “Here to see the com

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