MRS. TERENCE: I've stumbled over bodies in them woods afore now. But they wasn't dead. Oh, no.
MRS. BRAMSON: Say what you know, and don't talk so much.
MRS. TERENCE: Well, I've told 'im all I've seen. A bit o' love now and again. Though 'ow they make do with all them pine-needles beats me.
BELSIZE: Anything else?
MRS. BRAMSON: Miss Grayne's always moping round the woods. Perhaps she can tell you something.
OLIVIA: I haven't seen anything, I'm afraid…. Oh—I saw some men beating the undergrowth—
BELSIZE: Yes, I'm coming to that. But no tramps, for instance?
OLIVIA: N-no, I don't think so.
HUBERT: "Always carry a stick's" my motto. I'd like to see a tramp try anything on with me. Ah-ha! Swish!
MRS. BRAMSON: What's all the fuss about? Has there been a robbery or something?