THE HOUND ON THE MOOR

'What do you think, a cow?' Arthur poked the skull with his stick. 'Possibly, or a large hound.' 'Strange, sitting here in the middle of an empty moor. A deer I could understand. I wonder how it got here.' James puffed on his pipe. 'Well, let's have a closer look. The evidence is all there, … Continue reading THE HOUND ON THE MOOR