[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Weird Tales August 1928. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] The moonlight shimmered hazily, making silvery mists of illusion among the shadowy trees. A faint breeze whispered down the valley, bearing a shadow that was not of the moon-mist. A faint scent of smoke was apparent.…
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