The scent of death was in the air at gloomy, menacing Northcourt - the fragrance was white violets!
When young Helen Stone became secretary to the mistress of Northcourt, she quickly learned that her predecessor had died under the most mysterious of circumstances.
The inhabitants of the huge, forbidding mansion were a strange, hostile lot, desperately trying to keep under cover a dread secret about Northcourt's shadowy past. The only one she was drawn to was Bob Coles - a handsome though bitter man.
One day Helen found herself high above the sea, in a tunnel filled with fog and the haunting scent of white violets. She stumbled against Bob Coles and her own nightmare at Northcourt began...
More like 3.5. Started with a strong first half, but then it fizzled; the author built so much suspense that there was almost no way to hit a high note in the climax. That said, the bit re: the sinister butler was one thread that did 'go there' & follow through. Jeeves would be so ashamed. >:D
...Anyway, the Evul Butler Perkins + an interesting bridge between WW1/WW2 (rarely addressed in gothic fiction, particularly on the American side) made the story entertaining. It's also fairly well written, & had some enjoyable wry comments. But I don't think I'd care to read it again. That lackluster final third turned me off & the illustrious BOB COLES turned out to be, well, useless. And excepting deliberate Wodehouse-style fops, I have no respect for useless heroes.