BERWICK UPON TWEED, AUTUMN 1865
Leaving Cedric at Greenlaw with instructions that he would send a man for the horse later, Jack caught the train from Edinburgh to Berwick-upon-Tweed. Despite the number of times he had travelled by rail, he still found this mode of transport a novelty, with the thick smoke from the engine sometimes obscuring his view of the countryside. Jack leaned back in his seat, trying to appear as impassive as a British officer should as he tried to work out the implications of Riordan"s words. What the devil had Riordan meant with his, “It"s your company after all”? Was he hinting that F Company would mutiny? Or was he only causing trouble? Jack found that he was tapping his fingers on his knees as he stared out of the window. If the Fenians had something planned, th
