I had called at the Albany for the fiftieth time, and returned to Piccadilly in my usual despair, when a street sloucher sidled up to me in furtive fashion and inquired if my name was what it is.
"A Thief in the Night"
E. W. Hornung
There was Grubtoes, sloucher, Thump-thump, Hoppit, Twitter, Hide-away, and Fairybell.
"Mary, Mary"
James Stephens Commentator: Padraic Colum