None remembered to have seen him there before, and for this reason it is now held by some that this was Leou, the whisperer, perturbed lest the sacred nail-sheaths of Ning should pass beyond his grasp.
"Kai Lung's Golden Hours"
Ernest Bramah Commentator: Hilaire Belloc
A whisperer separateth chief friends.
"Friendship"
Hugh Black
"Last night," said the whisperer, hastily, "I went for a quiet walk round Victoria Park all by myself.
"Short Cruises"
W.W. Jacobs