Category: Hilary Ford

The breaking dawn

‘When you return to Guernsey will you not find yourself in trouble? You say they have got the law on their side, and you have defied it. And broken into the Bourgaizes’ house and locked...

Dull despair

‘That fool d’Aurigny had no right to come prying here, and anyway could not have helped you. But as it is he has seen your condition and is welcome to report it. The look of...

Descent into darkness

Dusk came early that day. The sky had darkened with cloud that only increased the sticky oppressiveness of the heat. And Bourgaize had not yet put new glass in the window but had nailed boards...

A touch of arsenic

‘You are not suggesting that I murdered my father with poison?’ ‘I am saying only what others might say – people with more suspicious minds than Dr Falla. It is known your father made a...

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It was here. I am sure of it!

‘My pocket-book, Aunt Jeanne – it is not in the drawer where I left it.’ ‘Is it not? But perhaps you left it at Beauregard?’ ‘I am sure I did not. I can remember bringing...

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Sadness for a faraway grief

‘I have been here a week. In another week I shall leave – this house and the island – to return to London. I am determined on it.’ ‘As you wish. You are welcome to...

Journey through the mist

When she came down he had the horse saddled and ready at the door. Now the mist was white in its entirety, and there was sunlight on the field across which its upper boundary lay....

The straying wife

‘I thought she would come back,’ her father said. ‘I did not seek after her because of that, and because of pride. It was not a fitting thing for a man to hunt a straying...