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. And always, wherever destiny or chance took the young Scottish rebel, he carried with him the dream of Braidlowrie - the home of the Lowries from which he was forever exiled...