Having a convict in the family is akin to being related to royalty. The bigger the crime the more kudos one obtains. Mona Blyte had kudos up to her eyeballs.
Erasmus Blyte, the family saga went, was a thief, a scoundrel, and a thoroughly incorrigible fellow, or so the judge that sentenced him to transportation thought.
His crime for a holiday in Tasmania was to swindle a politician out of his ill gotten gains. It has always been a moot point who was the bigger thief in the transaction.