CHAPTER 10
DUNDEE, MAY 1827
With my last hope for Kenny extinguished, I ran through Dundee’s streets until sense overtook my passion. What was I upset over? Two silly men agreed to a contest; nobody ever asked if I agreed to be a prize. Well, then, let them make fools of themselves for I wanted no part in it. Kenny evidently preferred the beautiful Barbara to me, while Baird? I struggled to find something negative to think about Baird, except for his proposing the contest. That was surely enough, I told myself angrily, and then remembered how he had paid our arrears of rent.
Washing my face at a public well, I slowed down to compose myself before arriving home. I had no desire to further upset Mother’s nerves by appearing unhappy. Taking a deep breath, I composed myself, squared my shou
