It was some local peeping Tom by the sound of it.
The later story, with its episode of Peeping Tom, has been evolved by later chroniclers.
Clarissa sat her chair like a queen on a throne, the toe of a red pump and a white plaster clad foot peeping out from under her long gown.
You're a peeping tom, not a killer.
Some were red, some white, and others were delicate pink, and they were peeping out from between the green leaves like beautiful little fairies.