s-l-u-t-h

Updated: May 17, 2025

I'm glad I've never fallen to bad eggs!" "Sleuth," echoed Bunting, staring at her. "What a queer name! How d'you spell it S-l-u-t-h?" "No," she shot out, "S-l-e u t h." "Oh," he said doubtfully. "He said, 'Think of a hound and you'll never forget my name," and Mrs. Bunting smiled.

Marie Belloc Lowndes - The Lodger