She had noticed one trifling thing besides the paper--namely, that the Baroness could pronounce the English 'th' sound if she chose.
That afternoon, in her own room, Nella sat meditating at the window for long time, and then she suddenly sprang up, her eyes brightening.
'I know,' she exclaimed, clapping her hands.

'It's Miss Spencer, disguised! Why didn't I think of that before ?' Her thoughts ran instantly to Prince Aribert.

'Perhaps I can help him,' she said to herself, and gave a little sigh.

She went down to the office and inquired whether the Baroness had given any instructions about dinner.

She felt that some plan must be formulated.