This novel is a succession of real development without crime, the characters are not fleshed out, moving from one place to another, from one crime to another, which ultimately lack of breadth and unsatisfactory . It still remains that the regional presence is precise with a backdrop of Britain in the early 19th century superstition, which tears us some smiles. Jean Teulé is fun in the writing that is tasty, well it handles black humor but I was not enough.