The eight stories collected here are ones Conan Doyle cranked out on a monthly basis during 1898-99 for The Strand magazine, so it should come as no surprise that they have the rather slight feel of pulp magazine tales. Almost all begin in a breathless manner, in which the narrator proposes to recount one of the most spectacular mysteries of "our time." This is a rather heavy-handed device, but I suppose Doyle knew he had a limited amount of time to hook the fickle magazine reader, lest they grow bored and move on to the next item. The stories generally depend too heavily on the withholding of crucial information (especially regarding the identities of characters and/or unknown relatives), or they are rather obvious. For example, one reads stories like "The Man with the Watches", "The Lost Special", and "The Black Doctor" rather impatiently, awaiting the grand revelation/confession that comes at the end to explain all. Others, such as "The Jew's Breastplate" or "The Brazilian Cat", or the one about a burglar who picked the wrong house to enter, aren't particularly suspenseful, as their destination is fairly evident from the early pages. One the whole, the stories feel very perfunctory, as if written without them being paid too much attention, and they thus remain fairly uninspiring. I suppose they're worth reading if you're a huge Conan Doyle fan, or it you really love that kind of Victorian setting, but otherwise, I'd give 'em a miss.