6/49 For several days he traveled quite easily. "My Lady Fortune," asked Ian, "what is up your sleeve ?" The air stayed smiling and sweet. In a town half mountain, half plain, he made friends at the inn with Don Fernando, son of an ancient, proud, decaying house, poor as poverty. Don Fernando had been in Paris, knew by hearsay England, and had heard Scotland mentioned. The former was drawn into almost love of Ian. |