Fraser was quiet, occasionally withdrawn--but he relaxed in the presence of horses, and Grey felt a small relaxation of his own tension in seeing it. He had arranged for Jamie's parole at Helwater because of the horses and the relative degree of freedom, and while he could not deceive himself that Jamie was content as a prisoner, at least he had some hope that he was not completely unhappy. Am I right to treat him thus? he wondered, watching Fraser's broad back as the Scot preceded him from the dining room. Will it give him something to remember, to recollect with pleasure when he goes back--or only increase the bitterness of his position? God, I wish I knew.