Frank Froest > Quotes

“The moon, a glinting silver shield, shimmered pale through ragged red clouds like torn and blood-stained flags; and the walls of the gorge into which we penetrated, bleakly glittering here and there where the moon touched a vein of mica, were the many-windowed castles of the Martians, who did not yet know that they had visitors from another world.”
― Frank Froest, The Whodunit Collection: British Murder Mysteries: 15 Novels in One Volume