A large oak tree grew almost on the front porch. There was no light in the house now, none visible from the front at least. From the lay of the land a light in the living room in the daytime did not seem utterly improbable. It would be a dark house except in the morning. As a love nest the place had its points, but as a residence for a blackmailer I didn't give it very high marks.
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