Aaawooooohhhh. “Hear that sir?” mutters our carriage driver as we clatter deeper into the gloaming.
“That’ll be the hound.” The howl, booming across this remote Dartmoor gully, sends the bristles of my hastily grown moustache all a-quiver.
We trot into the yard at Lafter Hall, guided by the butler’s flickering lamplight. A glass of champagne and warm hearth await within, as does roué Algie Smythe-Masseuse, the Vicar of Fernworthy and assorted other shady characters.
Ladies and gentlemen, we have been invited here tonight to re-live – or more accurately, take part in a hammed-up reinterpretation of – Arthur Conan Doyle’s famous murder mystery, the Hound of the Baskervilles.
Author: Jonathan Lee
Published: 2009
Publisher: The Guardian
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