shanmoor

Updated: June 23, 2025

But the hurrying clouds, the gleams of lurid light which every now and then penetrated into the valley from the west, across the dip leading to Shanmoor, the voice of the river answering the voice of the wind, and the deep unbroken shadow that covered the group of houses and trees toward which she was walking, all served to heighten the nervous depression which had taken hold of her.

Mrs. Humphry Ward - Robert Elsmere