A lonely country house with roving wild animals. A rampaging, ill tempered medical man with a beautiful step daughter he cannot abide. Mysterious, violent death is stealthily moving towards a shuttered, locked room, where another step daughter has already died of fright. ALLEGEDLY!
All we have as clues are a whistle and a redundant bell-pull.
And the smallest chink of light.
A creepy tale with an ingenious murder plan, only thwarted by the most lateral thinking detective of them all, Sherlock Holmes.
What is this speckled band before me ?
Language coded into illegibility; a metaphor for sudden, violent death?
The world of Sherlock Holmes is always about re-orientation: finding your way, after losing your way.