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So no complaining on that. Canterlot is well known for heavy pony traffic. After all, it is the capital of Equestria, and the seat of power for Princess Celestia, the great ruler of all ponydom. Like all cities, hundreds of faces can come and go and remain virtually unnoticed or uncared for in the scheme of things. As such, while there is a few, very few mind, beings that could notice if something…unusual happened in the bustling manetropolis, the city was so vast and full that it would be quite hard indeed to find the source of these disturbances.

It was such a disturbance that went undiscovered in an alley between a hat shop and a bakery as the sun was setting on a scheduled overcast day, the pegusi preparing for the rain of tomorrow. He wasn't so much an infant, by pony standards he was roughly pre-teen years, old enough to run around on his own, but not old enough to leave home yet.

The foal, unlike many of the healthy fed members of Canterlot, was a skinny little thing, with pale silver pelt, wild black mane that fell all over the youngster, and prim little black hooves that clacked softly on the cobble stone, as large emerald green eyes took in his alien surroundings with dumb founded amazement.

He wobbled like a toddler just learning to trot, and it was no mean feat to say that he was rather awkward on his hooves. When the youth stumbled out of the alley, and beheld the majesty of a late evening Canterlot, with ponies in all manner of fashion strolling sedately, with unicorns levitating shopping behind them, muzzles in the air on a fair few, or the movement out of the corner of his eye that turned out to be shadows of flying pegasus, it was safe to say that the foal was quite flummoxed and shocked by his new location, and returned to his alley and sat on his rump to think.

A silvery, finely narrow-muzzled face stared back up at him. He noted that he had a horn on the center of his forehead, with a familiar lightning bolt shaped scar, a darker grey around the edges, coming from the base of his horn and stopping between his eyes. The Dursleys had locked him in his room after the incident with Dobby and the pudding, and then his relatives discovering he wasn't allowed to do magic outside of Hogwarts, thanks to that blasted Ministry warning. The imprisonment that followed had been inhumane; allowed only once a day to use the bathroom for a few minutes and fed cold cans of old soup once every evening, or to be more accurate, when they remembered to feed him.

After close to a month, he had eventually snapped and began clawing at the walls and doors, yelling, pleading to be let out, to no avail.

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Norris, "Mystery File" From the moment William Mertoun arrives to catalogue the library at Colonel Barr's old mansion on the desolate Northumbrian moors, he senses something is terribly wrong. Barr's brother Ian has just died, mysteriously and violently, and the Colonel himself is hidden away in a locked room, to which his sinister nurse denies all access. As strange and supernatural events begin to unfold, Mertoun learns the local legend of a ghostly Roman centurion, slain on the site sixteen centuries earlier, who is said to haunt the estate.

Mertoun is sceptical at first, but after another murder, a harrowing seance, and an actual sighting of the spirit one lonely night on the moor, he realizes that he and everyone at Barr's mansion are in mortal danger.

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What does the ghost want, and can it be stopped? This first-ever reprinting of "He Arrived at Dusk" , R.

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Ashby's classic tale of mystery and the supernatural, features a new introduction by Mark Valentine and a reproduction of the original jacket art. Paperback , pages. Published June 25th by Valancourt Books first published To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up. To ask other readers questions about He Arrived at Dusk , please sign up. Lists with This Book. This book is not yet featured on Listopia. Oct 08, Brucifer rated it really liked it.

If you've ever wanted to read that perfect blend of British "golden age" detective novel and atmospheric horror story, but weren't sure if such a thing actually existed, this is the book you've been looking for. Ruby Ferguson, was known primarily for her children's books under the latter name, but before that she was a mystery writer.

I've not read any of the others which are all long out of print and don't appear to have ever been issued in paperback, save one other title, D If you've ever wanted to read that perfect blend of British "golden age" detective novel and atmospheric horror story, but weren't sure if such a thing actually existed, this is the book you've been looking for.

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I've not read any of the others which are all long out of print and don't appear to have ever been issued in paperback, save one other title, Death at Tiptoe, which is itself now out of print , but if this book is any indication, I'd love to read more. Thanks once again to Valancourt books, who started out publishing mostly in the area of 18th and early 19th century rare gothic novels, but have recently branched out into reissuing lesser-known but extremely well-chosen 20th century novels that deserve reappraisal.

I've read a bunch of their reissues and have yet to be disappointed.

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Reminiscent of Christie at the height of her powers in its brilliant use of misdirection. Barr's brother Ian has just died, mysteriously and violently, and the Colonel himself is hidden away in a locked room, to which his sinister nurse denies all access. Your review has been posted. Showing of 1 reviews. As strange and supernatural events begin to unfold, Mertoun learns the local legend of a ghostly Roman centurion, slain on the site sixteen centuries earlier, who is said to haunt the estate.

And dig that cover art taken from the original edition of the book, which only adds to the fun. I've never caught so many people craning their heads to see what I was reading while on the subway. Jul 19, Jane rated it really liked it. This supernatural mystery novel is written in an interesting way, from the perspective of three narrators who share different phases of the story.

Haywan Al-Hashishi rated it it was amazing Jul 26, Denny rated it it was ok Feb 12, Sirensongs rated it really liked it Jul 16, I can't tell too much about the last section, either, which is told from the perspective of a Scotland Yard detective and explains everything that had happened up to that point. This character does a fine and pleasant job in tying all of the plot-threads together and pointing out all of the foreshadowing that nodded in the direction of the eventual solution. John Norris called He Arrived at Dusk " a little masterpiece of a book " and the material used by Ashby to construct the plot were absolutely first-rate, but the book as a whole failed IMO to reach the status of masterpiece, because there are anorexic ghosts less transparent than the final explanation.

Don't get me wrong.

He Arrived at Dusk

The atmospheric and evocative writing was brilliant. The Northumbrian backdrop and suggestions of its haunted past stirring back to life were superbly conveyed to the reader. And some of the schemes, and counter schemes, were great.

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What does the ghost want, and can it be stopped? This long-awaited new edition of He Arrived at Dusk (), R. C. Ashby's classic tale of mystery and the. He Arrived at Dusk has 16 ratings and 2 reviews. Brucifer said: If you've ever wanted to read that perfect blend of British golden age detective novel.

However, the identity of the murderer and the motive were pretty obvious from very early on. And that lessened the impact of the ending as it only confirmed what I suspected all along. Still, He Arrived at Dusk is a pleasant, shuddery read that, not entirely unsuccessful, attempted to marry the ghost yarn to the detective story, which should also appeal to my fellow aficionados of John Dickson Carr. As matter of the fact, the book can be read as an interesting companion piece to the recently reviewed He Who Whispers Just keep in mind that Ashby, as a plotter, was not in the same league as Carr, but she sure knew how to write like him.

So if you go into the book with that in mind, you'll probably walk away from it with an opinion that's probably closer to Norris' than mine. Although, I should stress here that I really enjoyed the book. My complaint is merely a plot-technical one. Anyway, that my somewhat lukewarm report on this once extremely scarce mystery novel and probably have something equally rare for my next blog-post, but I might post something before that.