Adventures from reading books captured within short reviews.
This is a classic of the mystery book genre. I recall checking it out of the library while in grade school, but while listening to the audio of it this time I found no parts of the plot that conjured up any old memories. So I'm doubtful now that I ever finished reading it when I was a kid.
The mystery to be solved in this book is embedded within the lowland English moors filled with dangerous quicksand bogs, and local legend claims that the moors are also haunted by a mysterious and supernatural black hound. I guess that provides the “dark and stormy night” ambiance required to instill the spirit of mystery in the mind of the reader.
The reader knows that detective Holmes isn’t going to accept the apparent supernatural cause in the murder mystery, and later when an escaped convict enters the plot it’s pretty clear that it is another red herring.
Sure enough, Holmes figures it out with Watson reporting the wisdom of his detective friend. Their relationship reminds me of Socrates and Plato.