Many years ago, the author nearly bought the strange, derelict tower house by a Sag Harbor cemetery that inspires the title story. Thinking better of it, he built a home of his own design, turreted but unhaunted, in the woods not far away--a locale that, nonetheless, is visited by evil in another story.
Listen to what I have to tell you, invites the charming tempter in that tale, which opens in Vermont--"or wonder," he adds, quoting C.S. Lewis, "till it drives you mad, what would have followed if you had."