For two days the prisoners marched until they arrived in Edinburgh. Jamie was imprisoned, along with the bulk of the Covenanters, at Greyfriars Kirkyard. There was no shelter there, but the Highlanders thought little of it. No Highlander reached manhood without having slept out in the open air. Snow and freezing temperatures made no difference. They would wet down their plaids, which would freeze and block out the wind. Having heard tales of this, Mari dreaded finding out what her Edinburgh accommodations might be. But Callum surprised her by bringing her to some rooms he had rented on the third floor of a merchant’s land on High Street.
“Oh, Callum!” she exclaimed as she rushed from one room to another. Large windows looked out over the street. The last room she found sported an iron bed
