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The Hound of the Baskervilles. Chapter 1. Mr. Sherlock Holmes. Mr. Sherlock Holmes, who was usually very late in the mornings, save upon those not infrequent. Hound of the Baskervilles. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle () is best known as the creator of Sherlock Holmes. He was also a doctor, and a real':'life detective. Free PDF, epub, Kindle ebook. Sherlock Holmes and John Watson are faced with their most terrifying case yet. The legend of the devil-beast that haunts the.

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Sir Charles, as is well known, made large sums of money in South African speculation.

More wise than those who go on until the wheel turns against them, he realized his gains and returned to England with them. It is only two years since he took up his residence at Baskerville Hall, and it is common talk how large were those schemes of reconstruction and improvement which have been interrupted by his death.

Being himself childless, it was his openly expressed desire that the whole country-side should, within his own 13 lifetime, profit by his good fortune, and many will have personal reasons for bewailing his untimely end.

His generous donations to local and county charities have been frequently chronicled in these columns. There is no reason whatever to suspect foul play, or to imagine that death could be from any but natural causes.

Sir Charles was a widower, and a man who may be said to have been in some ways of an eccentric habit of mind. In spite of his considerable wealth he was simple in his personal tastes, and his indoor servants at Baskerville Hall consisted of a married couple named Barrymore, the husband acting as butler and the wife as housekeeper. James Mortimer, the friend and medical attendant of the deceased, has given evidence to the same effect.

Sir Charles Baskerville was in the habit every night before going to bed of walking down the famous Yew Alley of Baskerville Hall. The evidence of the Barrymores shows that this had been his custom. On the 4th of May Sir Charles had declared his intention of starting next day for London, and had ordered Barrymore to prepare his luggage. That night he went out as usual for his nocturnal walk, in the course of which he was in the habit of smoking a cigar.

He never returned. Half-way down this walk there is a gate which leads out on to the moor. There were indications that Sir Charles had stood for some little time here. He then proceeded down the Alley, and it was at the far end of it that his body was discovered. One Murphy, a gipsy horsedealer, was on the moor at no great distance at the time, but he appears by his own confession to have been the worse for drink.

He declares that he heard cries, but is unable to state from what direction they came. Mortimer refused at first to believe that it was indeed his friend and patient who lay before him—it was explained that that is a symptom which is not unusual in cases of dyspnoea and death from cardiac exhaustion. Had the prosaic finding of the coroner not finally put an end to the romantic stories which have been whispered in connection with the affair, it might have been difficult to find a tenant for Baskerville Hall.

It is understood that the next of kin is Mr. The young man when last heard of was in 15 America, and inquiries are being instituted with a view to informing him of his good fortune.

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Mortimer refolded his paper and replaced it in his pocket. Holmes, in connection with the death of Sir Charles Baskerville. I had observed some newspaper comment at the time, but I was exceedingly preoccupied by that little affair of the Vatican cameos, and in my anxiety to oblige the Pope I lost touch with several interesting English cases.

This article, you say, contains all the public facts? I had the further motive that Baskerville Hall, as the paper says, would certainly remain untenanted if anything were done to increase its already rather grim reputation. For both these reasons I thought that I was justified in telling rather less than I knew, since no practical good could result from it, but with you there is no reason why I should not be perfectly frank.

For this reason I saw a good deal of Sir Charles Baskerville. With the exception of Mr.

Frankland, of Lafter Hall, and Mr. Stapleton, the naturalist, there are no other men of education within many miles. Sir Charles was a retiring man, but the chance of his illness brought us together, and a community of interests in science kept us so.

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He had brought back much scientific information from South Africa, and many a charming 16 evening we have spent together discussing the comparative anatomy of the Bushman and the Hottentot.

He had taken this legend which I have read you exceedingly to heart— so much so that, although he would walk in his own grounds, nothing would induce him to go out upon the moor at night. Incredible as it may appear to you, Mr. Holmes, he was honestly convinced that a dreadful fate overhung his family, and certainly the records which he was able to give of his ancestors were not encouraging. The idea of some ghastly presence constantly haunted him, and on more than one occasion he has asked me whether I had on my medical journeys at night ever seen any strange creature or heard the baying of a hound.

The latter question he put to me several times, and always with a voice which vibrated with excitement. He chanced to be at his hall door. I had descended from my gig and was standing in front of him, when I saw his eyes fix themselves over my shoulder, and stare past me with an expression of the most dreadful horror. I whisked round and had just time to catch a glimpse of something which I took to be a large black calf passing at the head of the drive.

So excited and alarmed was he that I was compelled to go down to the spot where the animal had been and look around for it. It was gone, however, and the incident appeared to make the worst impression upon his mind. I stayed with him all the evening, and it was on that occasion, to explain the emotion which he had shown, that he confided to my keeping that narrative which I read to you when first I came.

I mention this small episode because it assumes some importance in view of the tragedy which followed, but I was convinced at the time that the matter was entirely trivial and that his excitement had no justification.

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His heart was, I knew, affected, and the constant anxiety in which he lived, however chimerical the cause of it might be, was evidently having a serious effect upon his health. I thought that a few months 17 among the distractions of town would send him back a new man.

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Stapleton, a mutual friend who was much concerned at his state of health, was of the same opinion. At the last instant came this terrible catastrophe. I checked and corroborated all the facts which were mentioned at the inquest. I followed the footsteps down the Yew Alley, I saw the spot at the moor-gate where he seemed to have waited, I remarked the change in the shape of the prints after that point, I noted that there were no other footsteps save those of Barrymore on the soft gravel, and finally I carefully examined the body, which had not been touched until my arrival.

People in the neighboring village report having seen an enormous hound on the moors at night. Mortimer now fears that Sir Charles has been visited by this terrible creature whose mission is to destroy the Baskerville family.

The heir to the estate, Sir Henry Baskerville, is on his way home from Canada to claim his inheritance.

Mortimer is apprehensive that Sir Henry will be the next target of this terrible creature. Holmes and Watson set out for Baskerville Hall. It has been extensively adapted for radio, film and television all over the world. James Mortimer asks Sherlock Holmes for advice after his friend Sir Charles Baskerville was found dead in the park surrounding his manor, in the moors of Devonshire. The death was attributed to a heart attack but, according to Mortimer, Sir Charles's face retained an expression of horror and not far from the corpse the footprints of a gigantic hound were clearly visible.

According to an old legend, a curse runs in the Baskerville family since the time of the English Civil War , when a Sir Hugo Baskerville abducted and murdered a woman in the mires of Dartmoor , only to be killed in turn by a huge demonic hound. Allegedly the same creature has been haunting the place ever since, causing the premature death of many Baskerville heirs. Sir Charles believed in the plague of the hound and so does Mr. Mortimer, who now fears for the next in line Sir Henry Baskerville.

Even though he dismisses the whole curse story as nonsense, Holmes agrees to meet Sir Henry in London as soon as the latter arrives from Canada, where his branch of the family had moved in the past.

The man is a young and jovial good-looking fellow, skeptical toward the grim legend and eager to take possession of Baskerville Hall, even if he's just found an anonymous note in the mail, warning him to stay away from the moor.

When someone tries to shoot Sir Henry while he's walking down a street, however, Holmes asks Watson to go with the young man and Mortimer to Dartmooor, in order to protect Sir Henry and search for any clue about who's menacing his life. Sherlock Holmes examining Dr Mortimer's walking stick Sir Henry Baskerville Holmes sees a clue in the Baskerville portrait Watson meets Stapleton Watson meets Miss Stapleton The hound killed by Holmes The trio arrives to Baskerville Hall, an old and imposing manor in the middle of a vast park, managed by a butler and his wife the housekeeper.

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The estate is surrounded by the moor and borders the Grimpen Mire , where animals and humans can sink to death in quicksand. The news that a convict has escaped from the local penitentiary and is hiding on the nearby hills, add up to the barren landscape and the gloomy atmosphere. Inexplicable events happen during the first night, keeping the guests awake and only in the daylight Watson and Sir Henry can relax while exploring the neighborhood and meet the scarce but peculiar residents of Dartmoor.

Watson keeps on searching for any lead to the identity of whoever's attempting to Sir Henry's life and faithfully wires the details of his investigation to Holmes. Among the others stand out the Stapletons, brother and sister; the man is overfriendly and a bit too curious toward the newly arrived, while the woman, a rare beauty, seems all too weary of the place. Distant howls and strange sightings trouble Watson during his long walks on the hills, and his mood gets no better even inside Baskerville Hall.

The doctor grows suspicious of the butler, who at night acts like he was signaling to someone in the moor with a candle from a window of the house.June Learn how and when to remove this template message The novel uses many traditional novelistic techniques which had been largely abandoned by the time of writing, such as letters, diary extracts, interpolated manuscripts, and the like, as seen in the works of Henry Fielding and, later, Wilkie Collins.

Mortimer drew a folded newspaper out of his pocket. The men go after him, but soon come to believe that he has been pulled down into the marshes, a victim both of his own haste and the dense fog. Holmes has erred only in that Mortimer left the London hospital because he got married although, Mortimer does lack ambition. Sir Charles Baskerville was in the habit every night before going to bed of walking down the famous Yew Alley of Baskerville Hall. Mortimer worries that Sir Henry might quickly come to the same end as Sir Charles, should he choose to live at Baskerville Hall.

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