Rose was helping Edward all along, and this finally seals the deal. She is "The One." Even though I don't particularly care for Fergus, I feel sorry for him (not to mention Evan!!). It's an awful way to die, and to impale their heads on stakes--well, that's just gruesome. Somehow since everything else works out so neatly, it almost seems that this is what Sir Walter Scott thought was just. Everyone gets what they deserve, in a way. There is a happy ending for Sir Everard, and Edward gets a nice domestic wife...as opposed to a wild, untame one? like Flora. The comparison is similar to that of a house cat and a lion. Scott says in the postscript which should have been a preface that he wants the new generation to remember how things were by writing a sort of record of the times.
Is Byron's full name Lord George Gordon Byron? If so, why do(es) his first name(s) appear before his title? I mean, it does sound better that way, but it doesn't make sense to me. Apparently Lords and Sirs are vastly different...I think in Lachin y Gair, the speaker is comparing England and Scotland and Scotland comes off by far the better of the two. The valley of Loch na Garr reminds the speaker--Byron? of his ancestors.
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