"No, that's going too far," I panted, breaking off in my mad dance. "I've got something, but how much it means is another matter."
Hugh pulled me down beside them.
"Talk sense, Jack," he ordered. "Show us your—"
"Here!" I shoved the copy of Lady Jane's doggerel in front of him and Nikka. "Now watch!"
I took a pencil and drew it through all except the first letters of the first and last words in each line. So:
The result, of course, was:
P r
I o
R S
V E
N t
"Prior's Vent!" gasped Nikka. "He has found something!"