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The Hound of the Baskervilles: Annotated
Contributor(s): Doyle, Arthur Conan (Author)
ISBN:     ISBN-13: 9798674943686
Publisher: Independently Published
OUR PRICE:   $8.90  
Product Type: Paperback
Published: August 2020
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BISAC Categories:
- True Crime | Organized Crime
Lexile Measure: 430
Physical Information: 0.54" H x 5.98" W x 9.02" (0.77 lbs) 236 pages
 
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The Hound of the Baskervilles by Arthur Conan Doyle

We owe The Hound of the Baskervilles (1902) to Fletcher "Bobbles" Robinson, a good friend of Arthur Conan Doyle, who took him to visit scary English fields and prehistoric ruins and tell astonishing local legends. About a runaway prisoner and a 17th-century nobleman who fell in love with his family's dog. Doyle has conveyed a legend that many generations have passed, the Hound of Hell tore the throat of the evil Hugo Baskerville in the moonlight. The poor, cursed Baskerville Hall now has a deathly death. Another mystery is that of Sir Charles Baskerville. The villain can be mixed with secret servant Barrymore, Dr. Can Frankland, Stapleton history obsessed who chase butterflies or Selden the murderer at Notting Hill? Someone signaled by candlelight from the mansion window. And unable to get rid of the supernatural forces, Dr. Watson, who Sherlock Holmes left alone to investigate in fear in most novels, will save Baskerville, the next Sir Henry from Fangs. Of the dog or not?

Many Holmes fans loved Doyle's complete short story. But the logic of the machines is not the same as the authors brag about the novel: "The real creeper " What sets this Hound apart is the filling of Doyle's massive debt to Edgar Allan Poe - it's full of ancient woe, low moaning, Grimpen Mire that sucked the horse to death. Dostoyevskian And villagers dug Neolithic skulls without the next generation of relatives, consent. "The longer you stay here, the more spiritual fields sink into the soul," Watson realized. "The rushing reeds and lush water plants emit a putrid smell ... while the wrong step leads us to plunge into the quivering dark mud that shakes for yards with soft waves around it." Our feet ... as if some sinister hands are pulling us into those obscene depths. "Read on - but readers watch your steps