Chapter V
Dunrobin was, aesthetically, one of the most beautiful castles of the epoch. Constructed on a cliff, it was seeming solemn from very old times on the territories of the Clan MacKay. It was surrounded with green meadows, majestic hills, and covered by a peace and a quiet that, in that epoch of fierce fights and clashes, was difficult to imagine.
The Marquess of Sutherland, Anthony Mackay respected and wanted by all, was showing now the chief's post of the clan. He was a widower and father of two children males, William and Woman's faces, of which he was feeling very proud. And they all were admitting that it was not for less.
This morning they were assembled in Dunrobin's library like it others had been great, but something was in the environment that was making her clearly different. One saw them nervous, upset, for the equivocal stories that were coming from the murder of the Count Charles. Amazed and startled for the news, they were not giving credit to the last rumors, that though they were not blaming them directly, if they were darkening his good name. They were they all very worried so knew what it supposed spending again for the same thing. And they were not the times for another terrible war between clans.-William, calm down. What have you? - do not be, father, I am worried before the fact that the history repeats itself again - affected William said.
- I also, son, but there seems that it is someone commited to whom the Mackay and the MacRae could not live in peace. The only thing that is clear is that lord Chat and two of his more faithful men were victims of an ambush, and someone is taking many inconveniences in aiming that ours were the causers - Anthony answered lord to William.
Woman's faces, which though he was the minor of both brothers, there had inherited the serene character and the tone conciliator of his mother, he said trying to pacify the enervated spirits - nobody of ours would be capable of similar vileness, and you know it. We have just signed the Peace after so many years of fights and negotiations, who would be so mad at least to insinuate it?... In addition in an ambush! It is not very intelligent to be spreading similar tricks, do not you believe? - and after a small pause it affirmed - It is clear that they want to blame us, which means that we have an enemy, but you also know that they are many those who will never believe that it could be an our work.
- yes, I relate. Yes - William said remissly - I believe that you have reason. The better thing would be to be going to speak with the chief of the clan at this moment and to make him see that we were not, - and with more burning voice he insisted - and if they are not abided by reasons, at the time we did not still have any more that to fight to restore our honor. - I relate, believe that you have just said a sovereign bilge - Woman's faces it commented in shaded tone - you believe that they are going to leave us to approach the lands of the MacRae, this way ado? In addition now they do not have any chief …
- yes children - the Marquess interrupted - your brother takes reason, it is not suitable to go now; but as for coordinating a meeting with the Advice it does not look like to me such a crazy idea. - father, it is a suicidal plan! Not, they will give us option - it exclaimed William - you do not remember when …
- children, I am 58 years old and go fighting from very child. How I am not going to remember … Lord Chat and I we were friends in the past. When we were young we were sleepy: that both clans were enjoying harmony and well-being. Even we fight together for it - thoughtful and melancholy it continued - Then Mariela spent it of lady and one came everything below. So many years of wars already they have been sufficient for Dunrobin. And now that only for a few months finally after so many fights between our clans, we manage to sign the peace … it cannot be that this turns to happen to us.
I will not commit the same mistakes of then. It has been difficult a lot of power to me to sign this damned document … is more, it would not be important for me to give the life for him. But I will not consent that not even an alone drop of blood is spilt any more. I want to happen the years that I still have in peace and tranquility. - father we understand what you say; but … what are we going to do? - they said William and Woman's faces. A silence was done, thoughtful Sir Anthony outlined a few words.
It returns to repeat the history. And it cannot be accidentally. The life is giving us the opportunity to discover the culprit of so much sufferings and now already I am not an inexpert youngster with any more tonsils that common sense …! Excuse William to me! But your value and fearlessness is not the more adapted in this occasion - it expressed brought down - I know that you are any heart and put your better intention in everything all that you do, but probably in this occasion be better to calm and to think over ourselves on what was aiming At Woman's faces …
- yes father, but to what do you refer? What is what repeats itself exactly? - he asked Woman's faces puzzled for knowing if his suspicions had foundation. - before I have never told it to you. And probably already it is time to allow you to judge for you same if everything what happened was inevitable or was a fruit of a machination orchestrated to destabilize ourselves. You were very small and you will not remember anything, but approximately fourteen years ago, when the wife died of lord Chat, they started traversing rumors of which we had something that to see with that unjustifiable crime … In those days already were many those who coincided in suspecting that those who spread similar false rumour were the same that embarked us in that horror. And probably there has come finally the hour of unmasking them.
- but what was what happened exactly, father? - Lord Charles, brave man and of honor as few ones, in one of his multiple trips knew the most beautiful woman of the one that stayed completely prendado, up to the point that was capable of returning again to Italy her his wife to do, which was not got equally by all the members of the Advice, who had preferred any link that was guaranteeing agreements of nature more internal. It was not doing very much there had calmed down a few rural revolts that of not having been for the know-how of my good friend Charles had cost the life to me.
The truth is that they were not pleasant times and probably it was not the best moment to undertake similar adventure but almost I would dare to say to you that he was his own brother lord Richard the one that tried, taking advantage of the dissatisfaction of some, to displace him adducing that had upset the reason, which was not an owner of his acts to undertake similar wanderings. But as providing that Richard is for way, there is never known by certainty how it began everything.
Apparently, it convinced to great part of the Advice that his brother to satisfy a " carnal caprice ", was putting in danger the whole region on having left them so much time without a chief who was taking charge solving all the daily problems that, since already you will know, up to in propitious times they present daily. And of not having been for a man of great value, of that you upset if you will remember the name, to his return lord Chat one had thought that quite all that stopped to look for his Mariela, as him was calling her with so much fondness, it would be in hands of his brother.
- already father but it does not make clear … - it interrupted impetuous William to his father. - do not interrupt me, William. Be a patient … he was saying To you, he was A Lord Guillermo, who, going forward to the plans of lord Richard, managed to stop the discordant voices inside the Advice; the one who achieved that his friend was waited for the return of to take new determinations. While informed urgently about the urgent of the situation Chat it came a long before what he was waited, catching with his alone quite possible presence disagreement. But that one was, undoubtedly, something more than a simple notice, for all, of whom one was urdiendo a conspiracy, which unfortunately we ignore.
There came then a brief period of false calmness where undoubtedly Sir Charles, and up to me itself, we manage to be very happy foreign to what us one was approaching. And this way overnight, with the inexplicable and wild murder of Lady Mariela and the rocambolesca it tells the history that it was leaving us as guilty only ones it began an epoch of horror where the life of any member of both clans was lacking value. Where the life turned into a hunt of the man against the man. They were respected neither to the women nor to the children in any of two decrees.
Without knowing how we met in a neighbors' bloody fight against neighbors, of relatives against relatives, where it was not fitting the piety. Crops were burned, it was killing itself to the cattle with an irrational fury. Overnight one of my best friends turned into my more fierce enemy, and I cannot say that I was better than he.Only to remember everything what I made and ordered make shames me enormously. It wanted to erase it of the limit of the land. How not to hate that one that had been proud of it was call me a friend and that now was destroying every spike, every dream that it was born in Dunrobin. How much time and how much suffering found it hard to me to understand that both we had been victims of the same deception. With all the times that your mother tried to make myself see that it was not possible that Sir Charles was behind all those violations … - not! But how someone could do something like that … And Do lord Chat? Does it never try to verify the truth? Were not you so friends? - confused William affirmed before the last revelations of his father.
- you will not remember it because you were very small and in addition your mother and I we were trying to support you to the margin of everything - he breathed deeply - the truth children would prefer not remembering so bitter times, but already it was time of that you knew the truth …
- it is well, father, but do not continue if you do not wish it - said to him very affected William worried by the fragile health of his father of a time to this part - we have all the time … And trying to put some frivolous note to finish the conversation Eat good father commented mocking-, but if William decides to go to territory MacRae, warn me, since it would not be important for me to see the daughter of Sir Charles - it did a pause - uhmmmmmm … I have understood that she is a very beautiful young woman and that still husband has not found. And already you know that, hereabouts, we walk scanty of similar material.
Worried and sad Sir Anthony added without noticing to the last comment of his son - it is a truth that undoubtedly is very beautiful, but, actually I sit a pity for her. It is alone and in hands of the villain of his uncle Richard. Poor girl! - what you want to say, Father? - he asked perspicacious William, to which the last comments of his brother had woken certain curiosity up. - his uncle is a selfish man and without scruples. It is too ambitious not to wish Eilean Donan at any expense. I would not be surprised by anything that was behind the death of his brother; always I hate to Chat. And it is sure that also it has plans for Lady Stephanie.
Affected William asked his father - what a sorrow that this young woman meets put into such an uncertain future! Might not we do anything to save it from the claws of his uncle? - if, raptémosla, little brother! - he laughed ironically Woman's faces. Sir Anthony looked fondly at his children. How proud his mother could have been, if still it was living, had given of him two so notable and so noble children. But they still had how much still for learning.
Sir Arthur had not noticed that his two children already were participants of his suspicions, still before everything recounted by his admired father. And that, both Woman's faces and William, would do everything all that was in his hand for cleaning the reputation of his father and safeguarding a peace that had cost so many lives. Up to that of his mother.
During the following days, each one for his account continued doing more inquiries on what it was commented already openly throughout. Nobody knew to certain science wherefrom they were dividing such information, but they all were coinciding with that every time were becoming less credible and crazier. Everything towards indicating that none of the clan MacKay had anything to see with that one. Other clans were also to so much of the rumors, but, for the present time, they them were not giving credit, tired already of so many lies. This time the news was playing to his favor. They all were affirming the innocence of the MacKay: the nobility and seriousness of these was recognized by all the clans of the high lands.
Though it was true that all that was facilitating them to try to meet the MacRae and to demonstrate that none of theirs had anything that to see in the happened, was not sufficient. Now it was basic to avoid any spilling of blood to measure to conscience every step, and they all were conscious well of it. While the days they were happening in this false calmness, William was remembering the words of his father and was feeling increasingly pity for Stephanie. Though it did not know her, it seemed to him to be very unjust that on suffering the double loss of his most dear beings had to support the malevolent plans that, according to his father, Richard had lord for her. It was starting feeling certain attachment for her that was disorienting it, but that was establishing itself in his daily routine without effort.
He was so often imagining in different situations to approach it, that already he was surprising more not to have any thought for her. It was not logical, but it was pleasing the sensation of worrying for someone so fragile as this youngster. At least it knew to certain science how it was she, but already it was burning in desires to know her.. But the one that really was worried for that girl, and deservedly, was Sir Anthony. He if that it knew of what was capable sir Richard.
He remembered how the same day in which the peace was signed, lord Chat recovering, almost at once, that old friendship that both had, it made him promise that it would advise and take care of Stephanie in case something was happening to him.
As if it had had a premonition on his own death, and it knew that they were not going to have a lot of time to speak, he confessed to him that it was doing time that had started suspecting that there was someone interested in continuing the hatred of the clans, and with the tearful eyes he confessed to him that it had started understanding, though something is late for them, which there was the same someone who had initiated all that death and desolation. Though lord Chat no name declared now he was sure that both were coinciding in indicating the same being.
And now he was again impotent opposite to him: it was returning to gain them with this half silly smile that him was hanging of the lips. Now Sir Arthur did not know how it might fulfill his promise with regard to Sthephanie and did not know in how much time was going to be possible to support that Peace that so many blood and effort had cost them, to him and to that friend wanted with someone was fought so many years, for fault, undoubtedly, already of lord Richard MacRae.
Dunrobin was, aesthetically, one of the most beautiful castles of the epoch. Constructed on a cliff, it was seeming solemn from very old times on the territories of the Clan MacKay. It was surrounded with green meadows, majestic hills, and covered by a peace and a quiet that, in that epoch of fierce fights and clashes, was difficult to imagine.
The Marquess of Sutherland, Anthony Mackay respected and wanted by all, was showing now the chief's post of the clan. He was a widower and father of two children males, William and Woman's faces, of which he was feeling very proud. And they all were admitting that it was not for less.
This morning they were assembled in Dunrobin's library like it others had been great, but something was in the environment that was making her clearly different. One saw them nervous, upset, for the equivocal stories that were coming from the murder of the Count Charles. Amazed and startled for the news, they were not giving credit to the last rumors, that though they were not blaming them directly, if they were darkening his good name. They were they all very worried so knew what it supposed spending again for the same thing. And they were not the times for another terrible war between clans.-William, calm down. What have you? - do not be, father, I am worried before the fact that the history repeats itself again - affected William said.
- I also, son, but there seems that it is someone commited to whom the Mackay and the MacRae could not live in peace. The only thing that is clear is that lord Chat and two of his more faithful men were victims of an ambush, and someone is taking many inconveniences in aiming that ours were the causers - Anthony answered lord to William.
Woman's faces, which though he was the minor of both brothers, there had inherited the serene character and the tone conciliator of his mother, he said trying to pacify the enervated spirits - nobody of ours would be capable of similar vileness, and you know it. We have just signed the Peace after so many years of fights and negotiations, who would be so mad at least to insinuate it?... In addition in an ambush! It is not very intelligent to be spreading similar tricks, do not you believe? - and after a small pause it affirmed - It is clear that they want to blame us, which means that we have an enemy, but you also know that they are many those who will never believe that it could be an our work.
- yes, I relate. Yes - William said remissly - I believe that you have reason. The better thing would be to be going to speak with the chief of the clan at this moment and to make him see that we were not, - and with more burning voice he insisted - and if they are not abided by reasons, at the time we did not still have any more that to fight to restore our honor. - I relate, believe that you have just said a sovereign bilge - Woman's faces it commented in shaded tone - you believe that they are going to leave us to approach the lands of the MacRae, this way ado? In addition now they do not have any chief …
- yes children - the Marquess interrupted - your brother takes reason, it is not suitable to go now; but as for coordinating a meeting with the Advice it does not look like to me such a crazy idea. - father, it is a suicidal plan! Not, they will give us option - it exclaimed William - you do not remember when …
- children, I am 58 years old and go fighting from very child. How I am not going to remember … Lord Chat and I we were friends in the past. When we were young we were sleepy: that both clans were enjoying harmony and well-being. Even we fight together for it - thoughtful and melancholy it continued - Then Mariela spent it of lady and one came everything below. So many years of wars already they have been sufficient for Dunrobin. And now that only for a few months finally after so many fights between our clans, we manage to sign the peace … it cannot be that this turns to happen to us.
I will not commit the same mistakes of then. It has been difficult a lot of power to me to sign this damned document … is more, it would not be important for me to give the life for him. But I will not consent that not even an alone drop of blood is spilt any more. I want to happen the years that I still have in peace and tranquility. - father we understand what you say; but … what are we going to do? - they said William and Woman's faces. A silence was done, thoughtful Sir Anthony outlined a few words.
It returns to repeat the history. And it cannot be accidentally. The life is giving us the opportunity to discover the culprit of so much sufferings and now already I am not an inexpert youngster with any more tonsils that common sense …! Excuse William to me! But your value and fearlessness is not the more adapted in this occasion - it expressed brought down - I know that you are any heart and put your better intention in everything all that you do, but probably in this occasion be better to calm and to think over ourselves on what was aiming At Woman's faces …
- yes father, but to what do you refer? What is what repeats itself exactly? - he asked Woman's faces puzzled for knowing if his suspicions had foundation. - before I have never told it to you. And probably already it is time to allow you to judge for you same if everything what happened was inevitable or was a fruit of a machination orchestrated to destabilize ourselves. You were very small and you will not remember anything, but approximately fourteen years ago, when the wife died of lord Chat, they started traversing rumors of which we had something that to see with that unjustifiable crime … In those days already were many those who coincided in suspecting that those who spread similar false rumour were the same that embarked us in that horror. And probably there has come finally the hour of unmasking them.
- but what was what happened exactly, father? - Lord Charles, brave man and of honor as few ones, in one of his multiple trips knew the most beautiful woman of the one that stayed completely prendado, up to the point that was capable of returning again to Italy her his wife to do, which was not got equally by all the members of the Advice, who had preferred any link that was guaranteeing agreements of nature more internal. It was not doing very much there had calmed down a few rural revolts that of not having been for the know-how of my good friend Charles had cost the life to me.
The truth is that they were not pleasant times and probably it was not the best moment to undertake similar adventure but almost I would dare to say to you that he was his own brother lord Richard the one that tried, taking advantage of the dissatisfaction of some, to displace him adducing that had upset the reason, which was not an owner of his acts to undertake similar wanderings. But as providing that Richard is for way, there is never known by certainty how it began everything.
Apparently, it convinced to great part of the Advice that his brother to satisfy a " carnal caprice ", was putting in danger the whole region on having left them so much time without a chief who was taking charge solving all the daily problems that, since already you will know, up to in propitious times they present daily. And of not having been for a man of great value, of that you upset if you will remember the name, to his return lord Chat one had thought that quite all that stopped to look for his Mariela, as him was calling her with so much fondness, it would be in hands of his brother.
- already father but it does not make clear … - it interrupted impetuous William to his father. - do not interrupt me, William. Be a patient … he was saying To you, he was A Lord Guillermo, who, going forward to the plans of lord Richard, managed to stop the discordant voices inside the Advice; the one who achieved that his friend was waited for the return of to take new determinations. While informed urgently about the urgent of the situation Chat it came a long before what he was waited, catching with his alone quite possible presence disagreement. But that one was, undoubtedly, something more than a simple notice, for all, of whom one was urdiendo a conspiracy, which unfortunately we ignore.
There came then a brief period of false calmness where undoubtedly Sir Charles, and up to me itself, we manage to be very happy foreign to what us one was approaching. And this way overnight, with the inexplicable and wild murder of Lady Mariela and the rocambolesca it tells the history that it was leaving us as guilty only ones it began an epoch of horror where the life of any member of both clans was lacking value. Where the life turned into a hunt of the man against the man. They were respected neither to the women nor to the children in any of two decrees.
Without knowing how we met in a neighbors' bloody fight against neighbors, of relatives against relatives, where it was not fitting the piety. Crops were burned, it was killing itself to the cattle with an irrational fury. Overnight one of my best friends turned into my more fierce enemy, and I cannot say that I was better than he.Only to remember everything what I made and ordered make shames me enormously. It wanted to erase it of the limit of the land. How not to hate that one that had been proud of it was call me a friend and that now was destroying every spike, every dream that it was born in Dunrobin. How much time and how much suffering found it hard to me to understand that both we had been victims of the same deception. With all the times that your mother tried to make myself see that it was not possible that Sir Charles was behind all those violations … - not! But how someone could do something like that … And Do lord Chat? Does it never try to verify the truth? Were not you so friends? - confused William affirmed before the last revelations of his father.
- you will not remember it because you were very small and in addition your mother and I we were trying to support you to the margin of everything - he breathed deeply - the truth children would prefer not remembering so bitter times, but already it was time of that you knew the truth …
- it is well, father, but do not continue if you do not wish it - said to him very affected William worried by the fragile health of his father of a time to this part - we have all the time … And trying to put some frivolous note to finish the conversation Eat good father commented mocking-, but if William decides to go to territory MacRae, warn me, since it would not be important for me to see the daughter of Sir Charles - it did a pause - uhmmmmmm … I have understood that she is a very beautiful young woman and that still husband has not found. And already you know that, hereabouts, we walk scanty of similar material.
Worried and sad Sir Anthony added without noticing to the last comment of his son - it is a truth that undoubtedly is very beautiful, but, actually I sit a pity for her. It is alone and in hands of the villain of his uncle Richard. Poor girl! - what you want to say, Father? - he asked perspicacious William, to which the last comments of his brother had woken certain curiosity up. - his uncle is a selfish man and without scruples. It is too ambitious not to wish Eilean Donan at any expense. I would not be surprised by anything that was behind the death of his brother; always I hate to Chat. And it is sure that also it has plans for Lady Stephanie.
Affected William asked his father - what a sorrow that this young woman meets put into such an uncertain future! Might not we do anything to save it from the claws of his uncle? - if, raptémosla, little brother! - he laughed ironically Woman's faces. Sir Anthony looked fondly at his children. How proud his mother could have been, if still it was living, had given of him two so notable and so noble children. But they still had how much still for learning.
Sir Arthur had not noticed that his two children already were participants of his suspicions, still before everything recounted by his admired father. And that, both Woman's faces and William, would do everything all that was in his hand for cleaning the reputation of his father and safeguarding a peace that had cost so many lives. Up to that of his mother.
During the following days, each one for his account continued doing more inquiries on what it was commented already openly throughout. Nobody knew to certain science wherefrom they were dividing such information, but they all were coinciding with that every time were becoming less credible and crazier. Everything towards indicating that none of the clan MacKay had anything to see with that one. Other clans were also to so much of the rumors, but, for the present time, they them were not giving credit, tired already of so many lies. This time the news was playing to his favor. They all were affirming the innocence of the MacKay: the nobility and seriousness of these was recognized by all the clans of the high lands.
Though it was true that all that was facilitating them to try to meet the MacRae and to demonstrate that none of theirs had anything that to see in the happened, was not sufficient. Now it was basic to avoid any spilling of blood to measure to conscience every step, and they all were conscious well of it. While the days they were happening in this false calmness, William was remembering the words of his father and was feeling increasingly pity for Stephanie. Though it did not know her, it seemed to him to be very unjust that on suffering the double loss of his most dear beings had to support the malevolent plans that, according to his father, Richard had lord for her. It was starting feeling certain attachment for her that was disorienting it, but that was establishing itself in his daily routine without effort.
He was so often imagining in different situations to approach it, that already he was surprising more not to have any thought for her. It was not logical, but it was pleasing the sensation of worrying for someone so fragile as this youngster. At least it knew to certain science how it was she, but already it was burning in desires to know her.. But the one that really was worried for that girl, and deservedly, was Sir Anthony. He if that it knew of what was capable sir Richard.
He remembered how the same day in which the peace was signed, lord Chat recovering, almost at once, that old friendship that both had, it made him promise that it would advise and take care of Stephanie in case something was happening to him.
As if it had had a premonition on his own death, and it knew that they were not going to have a lot of time to speak, he confessed to him that it was doing time that had started suspecting that there was someone interested in continuing the hatred of the clans, and with the tearful eyes he confessed to him that it had started understanding, though something is late for them, which there was the same someone who had initiated all that death and desolation. Though lord Chat no name declared now he was sure that both were coinciding in indicating the same being.
And now he was again impotent opposite to him: it was returning to gain them with this half silly smile that him was hanging of the lips. Now Sir Arthur did not know how it might fulfill his promise with regard to Sthephanie and did not know in how much time was going to be possible to support that Peace that so many blood and effort had cost them, to him and to that friend wanted with someone was fought so many years, for fault, undoubtedly, already of lord Richard MacRae.
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