Eleanor of Blackwood Hall
Eleanor of Blackwood Hall The moor wind carried her before he saw her. Thomas Ashworth had been camping on the Yorkshire moors for three nights, setting snares in the gorse and watching the ravens wheel over the broken stones. He was twenty-four, built like the birch trees he sometimes climbed for a better vantage, and possessed of that particular English courage which mistakes recklessness for...
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