Her ravaged face was a mask of the purest evil and malevolence.
Summoned to attend Mr. Drablow’s funeral in Crythin Gifford, Arthur Kipps, a young solicitor, journeys serenely to her tall, lonely house situated on the bleached salt marsh beyond Nine Lives Causeway.
He did not suspect that Eel Marsh House guarded the memories of a pitiful secret, nor did he understand — until it was too late 00 that the mysterious black-robed woman who inhabited its shuttered rooms exacted a terrible revenge.
‘Authentically chilling’ –Sunday Times
‘She writes with great power’ –Daily Telegraph
‘A rattling good yarn, the sort that chills the mind as well as the spine.’ –Guardian
Penguin Books,1984. Sought after first paperback edition. A ghost story with strong antiquarian atmosphere. A good copy with minor creasing primarily to back cover and a couple of spots on two interior pages. A great late night read!