37The wind blew unbelievably strong, almost knocking him over as he stood, hands deep in the pockets of his padded coat, staring out across the bleak, unforgiving moor. It was said that there had been no cover for the men as they stood, in clumps, bombarded by the Hanoverian guns, shattered from a distance, frustrated that they could not get to grips with the enemy. But in this weather, how could anyone move, let alone fight? He marvelled, not for the first time, at their heroism but also felt depressed that they had not retired and sought a better place to fight and die.
“Come inside.”
Jed turned, her voice bringing him out of his thoughts. He smiled. The rain lashed across her face, but it didn't seem to bother her. No doubt she was used to it, living and working here daily. It was a p
