Bracknell Towers Crumbles
Scrupulous investigations into the source of the noise have revealed a large hole in the withdrawing room window. The hole is about two inches across, and in the shape of a very small horse's hoof. There is no sign of a missile, and no glass on the rug. What is particularly odd is the fact that the hole looks as if it has been made from the inside. Further investigations have produced no very small but enraged horses, so the cause of the hole is a mystery.
Lady Bracknell will have to contact the local glaziers by telephone tomorrow, and arrange for them to visit on Tuesday, when she will be at home. It is, of course, the largest window in Bracknell Towers, so her ladyship imagines that having it replaced will not be cheap.
Any felons happening upon her ladyship's blog should note that the door to the withdrawing room will be locked tomorrow. (As it always is when Bracknell Towers is empty.) Any such villain anticipating, therefore, that it will be an easy job to shin up a ladder and push the rest of the pane of glass out of place would do well to remember that anything he steals will have to be removed via that same ladder. Lady Bracknell's circular art deco china cabinet is certainly very fine, but she suspects that it would lose virtually all of its resale value should it need to be thrown out of a window.
Should the villain in question be one of the resourceful kind who is also skilled in picking locks, Lady Bracknell would like to stress that she keeps a domestic cat of more than usual ferocity.