His name was Colin Lowrie. A tall, red-haired Scot; a man at 16, whose pride was the ancient clan pride of the Lowries. And when the clans were broken - massacred in a brutal revenge at Culloden Field - Colin Lowrie was forced to take flight on a journey half-way round the world. A journey to a barbaric slave plantation in the West Indies, then on to New Orleans and a life of lust and debauchery - and to a strange eerie love affair with an eccentric heiress... And always, wherever destiny or chance took the young Scottish rebel, he carried with him the dream of Braidlowrie - Braidlowrie, the home of the Lowries - the home from which he was forever exiled...