Whispering Willows — Dorothy Osborne

SOMEHOW SHE KNEW THAT THE SINISTER NIGHT NOISES WERE MORE THAN THE WHISPERING OF THE WILLOWS...

It was quite a shock to Marcia, as she knelt by her father's deathbed and listened to his soul's final unburdenings, to learn the horrifying truth about her past. But she was young and beautiful and impulsive, and she knew at once that to unravel the distant mystery of her childhood she must go to the gloomy old estate called The Willows.

Arriving there, anticipating a loving welcome, she encountered instead panic and hostility on every side. Everyone seemed to be hiding something, and they all made it clear that she had better leave. But she knew she had to stay - that only there in that dark, vengeful place would she ever discover the strange and tragic secret of her life...