Four Great Cornish Novels: Jamaica Inn, Rebecca, Frenchman's Creek, My…

Last night I dreamt I went to Manderly again. (Rebecca)

It was a cold grey day in late November. (Jamaica Inn)

When the east wind blows up Helford River the shining waters become troubled and disturbed and the little waves beat angrily upon the sandy shores. (Frenchman's Creek)

They used to hang men at Four Turnings in the old days. (My Cousin Rachel)

And the ashes blew towards us with the salt wind from the sea. (Rebecca)

He laughed then, and took her hand, and gave her the reins; and she did not look back over her shoulder again, but set her face towards the Tamar. (Jamaica Inn)

Then out of the sea, like a ball of fire, the sun came hard and red. (Frenchman's Creek)

They used to hang men at Four Turnings in the old days. Not any more, though. (My Cousin Rachel)