As a child I read a short story with a title ” The cruel man who cut my hair.” Or so it must be if translated from Malayalam. I lost the book somehow, and from then on I was searching for it. It was part of a set of translated detective stories from around the world, and I knew the story by heart, except for all the names. There was a little girl who could lip-read and she surprised some thieves at a neighbours house, and they cut off her hair before taking away all the silver. Every year or so I do a google search on it. Yet, I never figured out which was that story. Till today. :)
It is a Judith Lee story by Richard Marsh. And the title is “The man who cut off my hair”. Unfortunately no Judith Lee stories online,though I found some other titles by the author on project gutenberg. So off I go to read a childhood favourite.
