Philip Hoskyns makes the mistake of falling in love with a witch's niece, and on the Channel Island of Serq, in the 17th century, a witch is someone to be reckoned with. Although Philip feels he may be doomed when he is cursed by the witch and finds a clay figure tied with his own hair sacrified to the pagan Grandmother Stone, we know that his grandfather Jacob has been on the island long enough to know the true history of witch Annette Perchon, and the threat of supernatural revenge is actually less compelling than the wild cliffs/de scenery, the strongly delineated characters, and the attraction of forbidden romance, past and present. The mystery is slight and is resolved rather too abruptly by a deus ex machina thunderbolt, but the situation is convincingly ominous, and Philip's quiet determination satisfying.