against it. This was one battle she would need to fight on her own. If Hamish had really loved her, he would have followed her to Glasgow. He had never even tried to get in touch with her.
About the same time as Olivia had heard the bad news, Hamish strolled along the waterfront with Angela. He had finally told her of how he had proposed to Olivia and had been turned down.
'She told me I didn't love her,' said Hamish, 'and that turned out to be the case. I wanted to be married and have children.' He sighed. 'It would have been nice to have a wee bairn about the place. She was such a bonny, strong, healthy woman.'
'You make her sound like a cow,' said Angela. 'Strong, healthy woman, indeed! Anyway, don't give up hope.'
'I've still got the ring.' Hamish laughed. 'Who knows? It might come in handy someday.'
