One of fervid imagination might capture a vision of the Fates -- Clotho, the spinner; Lachesis, the measurer; Atropos, the cutter -- at work in the Olympian home of the gods, determining the future of those who dwell below. Who can say what they have in store for such as we?
Letters arrive at the homes of three mortals.
To Captain William Palliser:
[The letter is written in a pretty but unsophisticated hand.]
My Dear Sir:
I blush to confess that we have not yet been introduced, although you have often been pointed out to me as a man of courage and resolution. It may be nothing more than the foolishness of a maiden's heart, but something about your appearance speaks to me of one who would not fail to come to the aid of those helpless to protect themselves. Something is amiss within these time-shrouded walls. Papa tells me that I am a silly girl, and no doubt he is right; yet still I fear.
Will you not come to Highdark Hall, and ease my trembling soul? Even if my worries be no more than fancy, it would greatly sooth my fevered brain to have one such as yourself to chase away the shadows.
Sincerely,
Georgina Augusta Altumber
PS: Please be so kind as to burn this letter after you have read it, as I have no wish for it to fall into the hands of another, lest my forwardness in addressing you bring shame upon my family.
To Vincent Courcelles de Labrousse:
[The letter is written in flawless, even elegant French, in a bold hand. It is presented here in an English translation unworthy of the original.]
Monsieur:
You know me not, yet I know of you. Our interests are, I believe, not dissimilar.
I say no more. There are those here with prying eyes and ears. Come to Highdark Hall and we will speak further.
[The letter bears no signature.]
To Doctor Henry North, Earl of Dunwich:
My Lord:
I flatter myself that my name is not entirely unknown to you. Your own reputation as a man of great learning and accomplishment is, of course, known throughout the realm.
I wish to consult with you upon a curious matter concerning my household. A full account of the details would make this letter tedious to read, and I am aware that you are busy with your researches. If, at some time in the future, it would be convenient for you to attend upon me at Highdark Hall, all will become clear. I can promise you all the hospitality that I am able to provide for you.
I remain,
Yr Obt Serv,
Nat. John Altumber, Lord Highdark
All of the persons thus addressed are well aware of the location of the renowned Highdark Hall, an estate of great age and size. It is located some distance north of London, upon the moors. None of them have previously been there, or are personally acquainted with its inhabitants, although it is apparent that those who dwell therein are well aware of those to whom they have written. If they choose to undertake a journey to the estate, they have sufficient time to prepare themselves in such manner as they see fit.
Doctor North: