It was the duchess who had the final word, but Shona was not around to hear it. Because the next day, Shona’s duties took her out into the field, leaving her to contemplate what mischief the duchess could be planning with Conall’s future. She heaved a profound sigh as she walked up the hill on the southern part of the estate. For as long as she could remember, two of the tenants had been arguing about the other encroaching on his property. Conall—after listening for hours to Grady and McKie recite tales of animals grazing upon the wrong owner’s land, relive decades-old harassments, and dispute over inches here and there—decided to build a stone dyke to separate the farmsteads at his own expense. It was now Shona’s responsibility to make sure that his decision was carried out. But while she was supervising the hired hand who was told to dig a shallow trench to embed the dyke, her mind kept wandering back to the library. At breakfast that morning, Conall had promised to show Lady Violet a rare volume in the library.
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