Publisher's Synopsis
What if? What if the Baskerville Hall were in France? Who would the French call upon to investigate? Certainly not Sherlock Holmes! For one, Holmes doesn't speak French; two, even if he did, the French hate the English and three, the French have their own set of sensational sleuths like Auguste Dupin and Monsieur Lecoq - to name two of the most cerebral. But in terms of sheer popularity and stupidity, neither comes close to a certain Inspector Clouless! Surrounded by a desolate moor, the Baskerville Hall is a grim place to dwell, especially if you are a Baskerville. When M. Charles Baskerville dies suddenly one night while on his walk, the rumour of the old curse of the spectral hound rears its diabolic head. Henry Baskerville, Charles Baskerville's nephew is the last of the Baskervilles and must take his rightful place at the home of his ancestors. But his life is in danger for the hound won't rest till its deathly work is done. There's nothing for it but to call on France's finest: Inspector Clouless. All Clouless has at his disposal are his wits - that he certainly lacks.
