The Eye Stones Author:Harriet Esmond As Deborah alighted from the carriage, she was overwhelmed with a chill fear. The present seemed to recede in this desolate corner of the world where the magical eye stones still held sway, mute symbols of another, primitive age. — Nothing was clear here, nothing certain. And the malicious whispers spared no one, not Sir Randall, the handsome wid... more »ower, nor Lord Justin, the charming young aristocrat who wooed her with such passionate urgency. And they told her Beatrice was dead. Her gay, flirtatious sister was dead. Or was she?« less