Well, I guess it might not smell nice but then many who came in contact with him in life thought they smelled a rat.
J. Edgar was still alive when Rex Stout wrote a Nero Wolfe mystery entitled -- I think -- "The Doorbell Rang," I'm sure it's long, long out of print but if you can find a used copy, get it. It's Nero Wolfe vs. J. Edgar Hoover, with predicatble results, knowing the invincibility of the orchid-loving, gourmandizing Wolfe. A good read.
Hey, that sound terrific, Merry.
