Reverend Townsend was dead. The clergyman's bound legs hung limply from the oven, whilst his torso remained stuck in the still glowing hot oven. The only clue: a fairy tale book whose open pages revealed the tale of Hansel and Gretel. Inspector Wolfford couldn't make head nor tail of it and consulted the master detective. At this point, however, Holmes and Watson didn't yet know that this book would unfortunately not be the last to lead them on the murderer's trail.