Written in 1980, the author's first novel, I am dying to know if she wrote any more. This is a dark, brooding, Gothic novel, unlike any gothics I have ever read. Victoria Holt's stuff looks like kindergarten, compared to this. Verity Austen has come to Hoby Hall on the bleak seacoast of England in 1889 from South Africa where she was born and raised. She was there with her Mother years ago and has vague memories of that visit which permeate the whole book in such a way that the reader is not sure what is true and what isn't. Her uncle, Frederick Mott, has died just before she arrives and his weird son has succeded him as the Rector. Phillip is a secretive man who remembers something about Verity's childhood visit which she does not. Add Aunt Charlotte, the old housekeeper, and Harriett Tabb (why is she there) and we have a strange, bitter mixture of murder and insanity which the reader cannot truly figure out until almost the last page. If Virginia Gay is still alive and writing, Please let me hear from you. I loved this book. Her discriptions of the environment are great, my only problem was a sentence on Page 52: "The fog lay like a pale glistening curtain between the sea and I." This is a person with a graduate degree in American history from JOHNS HOPKINS UNIVERSITY......
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