The first Algernon Blackwood story I ever read was 'The Nemesis Of Fire', which to a [long ago] teenager has everything - a remote dwelling harbouring odd inhabitants; Egyptology; unexplained fires; a bowl of hot blood; the dread-filled chase of an unseen entity, the panic-stricken tone of which made my flesh creep, and an unpleasant crawl through a claustrophobic crumbling tunnel. What's not to like? Why has nobody filmed this? [Mark Gatiss, I'm looking at you...]. I then read 'Ancient Sorceries', which is a great story that gets darker and more menacing as it progresses. Now here's an odd thing: every time I read it, I start thinking about the TV show 'The Avengers', to be more accurate, the Emma Peel era shows. I have pondered this, and although there is no logical reason for this, I think that the seemingly indifferent people and weirdly empty streets that Mr Arthur Vezin encounters, are linked in my mind to the oddly depopulated England [including London!] of The Avengers. Or I'm losing it big-time. Years ago, I went to Wales on a camping holiday with some friends. I took some books with me, as I always do, and one was a collection of stories including 'The Willows', which I read one wet and windy night, in my tent. Very possibly the very stupidest place to read this tale, because not only was the weather foul, but we had camped near a river, and very near some Willow trees. Thankfully, they didn't get any nearer, but the story stuck in my mind, and kept me from sleeping properly for several nights. damn you, Mr Blackwood!
''...You'll like Mr Barlow... And he'll like you...''
"The Trod" is an interesting tale. The allusion to the role of the silver crucifix is part of what makes this different from a lot of other literature in the genre. I also think the end paragraph is a very effective unveiling of everything that came before it.