A Romance of Exmoor by R. D. Blackmore]@TWC D-Link book A Romance of Exmoor 19/19 But those who had heard it most often declared that it must be the wail of a woman's voice, and the rustle of robes fleeing horribly, and fiends in the fog going after her. To that, however, I paid no heed, when anybody was with me; only we drew more close together, and barred the doors at sunset.. |