CHAPTER XXIII--IN THE ENEMY'S HOUSE.
Sir Nathaniel was in the library next morning, after breakfast, when Adam came to him carrying a letter.
"Her ladyship doesn't lose any time.

She has begun work already!" Sir Nathaniel, who was writing at a table near the window, looked up.
"What is it ?" said he.
Adam held out the letter he was carrying.

It was in a blazoned envelope.
"Ha!" said Sir Nathaniel, "from the White Worm! I expected something of the kind." "But," said Adam, "how could she have known we were here?
She didn't know last night." "I don't think we need trouble about that, Adam.

There is so much we do not understand.

This is only another mystery.