An interesting story but after finishing this, my second Conan Doyle novel, I am once again left slightly disappointed with the part Sherlock Holmes plays.
His powers of deduction are legend but Im not sure why. In the first two stories his deduction skills take a backseat to his impressive general knowledge. And I find that much less exciting and satisfying.
It is hard for me to avoid comparing two of the world’s most famous mystery writers: Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and Dame Agatha Christie. And for me the master is obvious. Doyle’s tales are entertaining and rich is historic context, but Christie’s novels create an excitement in the reader that Holmes cannot touch. Christie allows the reader to gather clues and make educated guesses. It is so satisfying to deduce the murderer in Poirot novels - and it’s frankly equally fulfilling to be fooled by Christie’s genius. With Holmes, that’s not on the cards and I find the stories less engaging because of that.
I probably wouldn’t bother with a third Holmes, if it weren’t for the fact that the next is The Hound of the Baskervilles, which I am led to believe is one of the best.
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