Dark Carnival — Maysie Greig

The imposing form of Chateau Trione rose ominously above a cold, lifeless cliff from which, too recently, a young girl had mysteriously plunged to her death. -- Shirley had come to the medieval chateau at the invitation of her good friend Robert, Count de Revenau. She had come to recuperate from a broken engagement, to loll on the sun-drenched sands of the Riviera and to lose herself in the gaiety of Carvinal Time in Nice.

What had she to do with a terrible tragedy that belonged to the past? Now -- with new love so near -- why did she find herself inextricably drawn to the cliffs -- to mystery and death?