Heather's talents as an artist won her the job of sketching the original splendors of Chisholm House. Cy Chisholm, the millionaire diamond miner, took a paternal interest in her and his nephew Ev, took a romantic interest. Fred the gardener brought her beautiful bouquets every day, and Gil the young novelist was a pleasant companion on picnics and walks. At first everyone seemed to be a friend. Then a blackmailer's threats seemed to turn everyone into an enemy. Heather no longer trusted anyone - she couldn't tell friend from foe!
I collect these old Gothic mystery /romances. The obscure titles are fun to collect and I also enjoy taking one down and reading it from time to time. The usual setup in these novels is for a young naive girl to find herself in serious danger. Heather arrives at the Chisholm estate to sketch certain landmarks before the area is flooded to make a lake. This will be good experience for Heather as an artist, but, what she really comes there to do, is find out what happened to her mother. Heather finds herself involved in a blackmail plot. She is told her mother was kidnapped and Heather has to find out where old man Chisholm keeps his safe. This edition only had 159 pages. So, the story moves along pretty fast. But, the plot has holes, no, craters in it. Heather is just plain stupid about everything. Major loose ends are left open, especially after we spent the whole book on this one aspect. It took me a very short time to read, so from a novelty standpoint, it made for a bit of nostalgia. Overall a C - / D +
Really weak Gothic in which the ineffectual heroine is ineffectually blackmailed. There is very little jeopardy surrounding the whole event, but though the book seems to think it's tremendously exciting and gushes over every anonymous letter and describes in breathless detail how she agonizes over them. The ending doesn't make any sense. I can't even remember finding out who was behind it. One of the poorest gothics I have read