The Cypress Window
Edith Merriweather did not cry when she learned of Thomas Ashworth's death. She simply stood at the window of the east wing and looked toward the moor, and she did not look away for a long time, and the woman who was folding her laundry noticed this and said nothing, because in a house like Ashworth Hall, silence was the only language that everyone understood. It was October, 1888, and the fog...
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