Diane was woken in the middle of the
night by a sound that seemed to come from the rear of the house.
She got up to investigate and discovered an intruder in the laundry.
In his anger or fright he threw an object which missed her
head but broke a window, and then made his escape.
In the light
of day the projectile was revealed to be a soap-dish.
My friend Fergus was living in the front of the house at the
time. In the morning, after hearing Diane's account of the
incident, he investigated the garden of an abandoned house next
door and in the untendered grass found the following objects: |