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“Where is Lorenzo?” Malcol about, as if he expected to see the black-clothed servant appear in a puff of smoke

“Where, indeed” Gregor moved towards the door “And where is Barbara Campbell? Perhaps it is time we found them”

“I wish to see the duke! My uncle is the Duke of Argyll and he has sent me to fetch home Barbara Campbell Do you not understand plain Scots, you fool!” Airdy was growing frustrated They had been waiting at the gate for son that they were to be allowed in, but as yet none had conored the out that they would be allowed in when the Duke of Abercauldy said so

Meg wondered what they could do if the gate was not opened to theht that he was inside there, so Would she and Airdy storh since she had been in his company, she had co

He was ined could be strung together What on earth was a yellow-livered bullyhuff?

“Ah!”

Airdyhurried to follow, deteror was in here somewhere, she knew it in her heart He needed her, and she would not leave without finding him…

“Lady Meg”

That fa voice! It was the black-clothed Lorenzo, resplendent in his frilly cuffs and lacy shirtfront, and his gleaht on one side of the curling double staircase that led to the grand front doors

“Lorenzo,” Meg said, trying to be cal plans with the duke, just as you asked me to Will you take me to him?”

But Lorenzo sently shook his head “The duke is indisposed,” he told her smoothly “I am afraid he cannot see anyone”

“How can he be indisposed?” Meg retorted, trying not to let her desperation show “I have come all the way from Glen Dhui to see him! Take me to hiry with you if you send me away”

Lorenzo’s smile did not waver—it was as if it were painted onto his face—but his eyes grew bleak “The duke loveshim from a woman who is unworthy of hiher than you could possibly iine, but instead you turned to another A soldier,” he spat “No, he will not see you Go ho but a soldier’s whore”

He had never been so openly insulting This was not a good sign And yet she could not give up, she would not She would not leave without Gregor, and if she could not find hi home at all?

“There is nothing coerous quiet, “and there is certainly nothing coret it Believe me I will not leave until I have seen him”