"Is this the hiding-place?" asked Charles.
"Your majesty shall see," she replied.
And she then opened another sliding panel at the back of the closet.
The aperture thus discovered admitted them to a small square room, which evidently formed part of the projecting chimney-stack, and had small windows at the front and at either side, looking into the garden. It was evident from its position that the room stood over the porch.
"This cannot be a hiding-place," said Charles.
"Your majesty is right," replied Joan. "But it deceives the searchers."
She then drew back, and signing to the king to follow her, returned to the closet, and taking up a small mat in one corner, raised up a trap-door, so artfully contrived in the floor, that Charles could not detect it, and disclosed a small ladder, leading to a room beneath.
"There is the hiding-place," she said. "The small room below is built in the chimney, whence by a narrow staircase and a small postern covered with ivy, you can gain the garden, and from the garden may reach the wood, where you are safe."
"I understand," said the king, struck with the ingenuity of the contrivance.