Constance Kent - Crime

Crime

Sometime between the night of 29 June and the morning of 30 June 1860, Francis "Saville" Kent (almost four) disappeared from his home, Road Hill House, in the village of Rode (spelled "Road" at the time), then in Wiltshire. His body was found in the vault of an outhouse (a privy) on the property. The child, still dressed in his nightshirt and wrapped in a blanket, had knife wounds on his chest and hands, and his throat was slashed so deeply that the body was almost decapitated. Although the boy's nursemaid was initially arrested, she was soon released and the suspicions of Detective Jack Whicher of Scotland Yard moved to the boy's sixteen-year-old half-sister, Constance. She was arrested on 16 July, but released without trial. The family moved to Wrexham, in the north of Wales, and sent Constance to a finishing school in Dinan, France.

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