Introducing a brand new series from Send Me To Sleep, the hound of the Baskerville by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.

In the moonlit moors of Devon, Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson begin to investigate a strange family legend.

A spectral hound is written to supposedly haunt the Baskerville family and speculated to have given a grave end to one of its members.

Is it mere superstition or is there truth to the tale?

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle weaves a story of intrigue as the brilliant detective and his loyal companion attempt to unravel the mystery

surrounding this phantom beast.

In the gentle cadence of Conan Doyle's words, a world of Victorian elegance and intellectual prowess unfolds.

His charming writing style carries you through the pages, wrapping you in a comforting atmosphere of 19th century England,

leading you through a tapestry of gently woven clues and enigmas.

He has a short preview of what you can expect.

Really Watson, you excel yourself, said Holmes, pushing back his chair and lighting a cigarette.

I am bound to say that in all the accounts which you have been so good as to give of my own small achievements,

you have habitually underrated your own abilities.

It may be that you are not yourself luminous, but you are a conductor of light.

Some people without possessing genius have a remarkable power of stimulating it.

I confess my dear fellow that I am very much in your debt.

He had never said as much before, and I must admit that his words gave me keen pleasure,

for I had often been peaked by his indifference to my admiration and to the attempts which I had made to give publicity to his methods.

I was proud, too, to think that I had so far mastered his system as to apply it in a way which earned his approval.

He now took the stick from my hands and examined it for a few minutes with his naked eyes.

Then, with an expression of interest, he laid down his cigarette and carrying the cane to the window.

He looked over it again with a convex lens.

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