Crossword-Solution: PUTTENHAM 9 letters, 1 clue 🏆 scrabble score: 16

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ARTE of English Poesie (The), author of 1 answer
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
EARTE
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Over Crooksbury Common he passed, and then across the great Heath of Puttenham, following a sandy path which wound amid the bracken and the heather, for he meant to strike the Pilgrims’ Way where it turned eastward from Farnham and from Seale.
Sir Nigel Arthur Conan Doyle 2000
Men call him the ‘Wild Man of Puttenham.’” “How comes it that he has not been hunted down? If the man be a draw-latch and a robber it would be an honorable deed to clear the country of such an evil.” “Twice the sergeants-at-arms from Guildford have come out against him, but the fox has many earths, and it would puzzle you to get him out of them.” “By Saint Paul! were my errand not a pressing one I would be tempted to turn aside and seek him.
Sir Nigel Arthur Conan Doyle 2000
Where lives he, then?” “There is a great morass beyond Puttenham, and across it there are caves in which he and his people lurk.” “His people? He hath a band?” “There are several with him.” “It sounds a most honorable enterprise,” said Nigel.
Sir Nigel Arthur Conan Doyle 2000
These and a few beggars or minstrels, who crouched among the heather on either side of the track in the hope of receiving an occasional farthing from the passer-by, were the only folk they met until they had reached the village of Puttenham.
Sir Nigel Arthur Conan Doyle 2000
This woman is, as I believe, the wife of the ‘Wild Man of Puttenham,’ and this is the ‘Wild Man’ himself who set upon me and tried to brain me with his club.” The outlaw, who had opened his eyes, looked with a scowl from his captor to the new-comer.
Sir Nigel Arthur Conan Doyle 2000