I thought I saw laughter in her face.
"Adam is a wise old man, and knows the house inch by inch; knows its history, its secret places."
"And he led them there with an object?" I persisted.
"You refused to play the spy, Master Trevanion," she whispered with a low laugh, "and yet——" and there she broke off without finishing the sentence.
"Mistress Nancy," I cried, "you are sure you are safe here?"
"Have you not had proof?"
"Then I must away!"
"Away?"
"Yes. I have heard strange things. I tell you I must leave the house this very hour."
"But why?"