CHAPTER NINEThe next day Moira brooded a great deal about her situation. She found herself feeling almost guilty that Ewen had given her a way out of having to make a financial marriage as well.
Finally she came to a decision.
Ewen was in the library poring over some of Lord Cunningham’s collection of maps. Moira knocked and hearing Ewen’s voice, put her head around the door.
“Ah, Moira. Do come and see these maps. They’re grand. Sixteenth century. This one even has Loch Earn village marked on it.”
“There is something I wish to discuss with you.”
“Aye, what is it?”
“Ewen, I have been giving a great deal of consideration to the matter we discussed last night.”
He looked at her blankly.
“Heavens,” she said, impatiently. “You suggested that there was no need for me to make a match pur
