On the fog-shrouded moors of early twentieth-century Devon, a young miner named Daniel Sweetland leads a double life. By day he digs tin; by night, he stalks the game preserves with a poacher's cunning, driven by a restless hunger that neither his father, the estate's head gamekeeper, nor respectable society can understand. When Daniel meets Minnie Marshall, their courtship blooms with the desperate intensity of those who know they transgress the boundaries of acceptable society. But as rumors of theft and accusation close in around Daniel, the novel tightens into a tragedy of love, loyalty, and the unyielding forces of law and class that demand their pound of flesh. Phillpotts renders the moorland landscape as both sanctuary and prison, and his prose carries the weight of Hardy's Wessex tradition: lean, atmospheric, and utterly devastating. For readers who crave passionate, doomed romances set in rural England, the kind that leaves you hollowed out and changed.
