![]() ![]() The small hand creeps more and more often into Snow's, and what starts as a relatively benign phenomenon becomes increasingly alarming and dreadful. Snow is quite alone.Īnd thus a haunting begins, but unusually it's not tied to its initial location. Standing there, surveying the decay and desolation, Snow feels a small hand creeping into his own: "It felt cool and its fingers curled themselves trustingly into my palm and rested there, and the small thumb and forefinger tucked my own thumb between them." There is, of course, no child there. Drawn by curiosity – or something darker – he gets out of his car and goes to explore the overgrown gardens which, according to a rotting and broken sign, were once open to the public. He takes a wrong turn and discovers a dilapidated, seemingly abandoned country house. Snow is on his way back from visiting some wealthy clients when he gets lost driving around narrow country lanes. ![]() But this is no mere homage: Hill is too fine a writer for that. Its protagonist Adam Snow is a dealer in rare and antiquarian books, as were many of MR James's leading men. The Small Hand, Hill's fourth supernatural tale, eschews period and adopts a contemporary setting – albeit a musty one. ![]()
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