The Hemlock Tree — Eileen Lottman

What Strange Spell?

From the moment pretty young Molly Flute saw the house, she knew she must have it. Strangely she felt as if she had lived in this place before, past the boundaries of memory. Now she was drawn to it by a compulsion beyond all sense and reason.

Only after she moved in did Molly begin to sense the evil of her enchantment. The grotesque dwarflike man who asked to be her friend…the handsome, powerful man who was her neighbor…the huge ancient hemlock tree that seemed to cast a shadow of death…all were part of the quicksand of terror sucking Molly down as she realized she was not mistress of this house, but its prisoner…