‘If I was the Marquis I would run away and never come back,’ Sona thought, but she knew that for a McCarron to desert his Clan would be an unforgivable sin.
After dinner they all went into the Chieftain’s Room for the dancing that Maggie had told her would take place and it was very spirited and rousing to watch.
The Clansmen, who seemed incredibly light on their feet, did the sword dance and, because it was the first time that Sona had seen such a performance, she applauded enthusiastically.
They danced for about an hour and then the pipe band began to play the reels.
Everybody joined in except for the Duke, the relative who walked with sticks and two great aunts, who sat watching.
Sona found that she knew all the steps and, because she was enjoying herself, her eyes were shining and
