"Some lonely tramp - wandered in from the street and was found napping upon our bed" he said, swinging his umbrella nonchalantly from hand to hand. He found that he was talking in short bursts. "Evicted swiftly and now in the capable hands of the law - jolly good chaps, Gordon and Troy - gone - Police - all well" He was more shaken by the incident than anyone realised. Edith's eyes gleamed, there was more to this unexpected happening than just this glib explanation. Whatever was the truth of the matter, she would try to ferret it out! The past year had been fairly quiet and scandal free. More Grecons had arrived in the village, people of no great character and of less sturdy stature than some. Faulty standing ability too since many had inherited the Grecon deficiency - a common curse - that of One Leg Shorter than the Other. Often they arrived with no prior warning of this dreadful fault. Poor things, they had to constantly prop themselves up against sturdy pieces of furniture - if they didn't do this, one could fall against the next and then the whole lot of them fell like a house of cards. So many new faces though, for Edith to investigate. She licked her lips.