the master of stair

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CONTENTS:BOOK ONEI---- RONALD MACDONALDII--- THE KISSIII-- JOCK O' BREAD ALBANE'S WIFEIV--- DELIA FEATHERSTONEHAUGHV---- THE FOLLY OF DELIAVI--- HATE MEETS HATEVII-- THE POISON OF THE KISSVIII- MACCALLUM MOREIX--- ON THE ROAD TO LONDONX ----THE KING'S MESSENGERXI--- THE MASTER OF STAIRXII-- THE LOVE OF DELIAXIII- THE MASTER'S WIFEXIV-- THE CURSE OF THE DALRYMPLESXV--- THE AVOWALXVI-- A LAMPOON ANSWEREDXVII- THE BITTERNESS OF DEATHXVIII AN INNOCENT BETRAYALXIX-- THE PACTXX--- ON THE VERGE OF MADNESSXXI-- WILLIAM OF ORANGEXXII- THE RESOLUTION OF DESPAIRXXIII JAMES FITZJAMESXXIV- THE LOVE OF MARGARET CAMPBELLXXV-- GLENCOE BOOK TWOI---- THE RECKONINGII--- FOREBODINGSIII-- THE TRIUMPHS OF THE CAMPBELLSIV--- THE LIE ACCOMPLISHEDV---- A WOMAN'S VICTORYVI--- "THERE WAS No MASSACRE IN GLENCOE"EPILOGUE THE GLEN O' WEEPING*** an excerpt from: BOOK ONE CHAPTER I - RONALD MACDONALD Some fifty men were making slow progress through the pass of Glenorchy, which lies in the heart of Invernesshire and so in the very depths of the wild Highlands. A thick white mist hung over the landscape; it was the end of October and a raw and chilly day; the dull purple heather, disclosed now and then by the lifting vapor, the gaunt firs and faded bracken that grew along the pass, were shivering under the weight of dripping moisture. The men strained their eyes to pierce the drifting mist, and drew closer the damp tartans that showed they were of the Clan of Macdonald; they were all on foot: some led shaggy ponies on whose rough backs were strapped packages and what appeared to be the plunder of some great house, for the objects included silver and gilt cups and goblets tied together by the handles; and, slung across the saddle, handsome garments such as the Saxons wore, and guns of a make not often seen in a Highlander's hands. A drove of fine cattle were driven in the rear of the MacDonalds, and a man who was obviously the leader walked a few paces ahead of the others. He was distinguished from his followers by the faded laced cloth coat under his plaid, the pistols in his belt, and his high cowskin boots, the others being barefoot and wearing nothing but their tartans and rude garments of untanned leather. The mist began to lift a little, the dim forms of the surrounding mountains became visible; the leading Macdonald stopped his men and looked about him: the mist had confused even his innate knowledge of the country. Such of the landscape as they could see was pure desolation, vast brown hills and tracts of heather: there were no roads, not so much as a foot-path to guide them. --This text refers to the Kindle Edition edition.
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