That WRETCHED girl Penny Smythe! Yet again she is cartwheeling around the grounds of her Ladyship's estate,
without a care in the world, wearing just a scandalously short dress (and, one suspects, no underwear!)
It all seems a bit hippy and even communist- these are PRIVATE grounds! And once again Lady Wykeham-Tweedy's
poor Prize Begonias get crushed underfoot by the offender!
Only one thing for it! Call the police! And get her to bring the girl to the Manor, as under the new
village council regime (started, it must be said, by the public spirited efforts of the chairwoman of
the council, whose Begonias suffer most at the outrages of the bohemian element) the punishment shall fit
the crime. Penny Smythe is to be bound and given a good sound thrashing, like in the good old days! And
where else should she be thrashed than on the sensitive soles of the feet which committed the offence?