His ferret eyes searched the apartment; he seemed counting every article.
Satisfied, now, that there was imposture, he resolved to ferret it out.
Also, a ferret's muzzle, and a twist of tarry string, still faintly aromatic.
The postman had been watching Pete out of the corners of his ferret eyes.
“How rude of me-my name is Ferret R. Fable,” he said as he bowed.