Me: Nell, thank goodness you called. Where are you? Dave’s barking at the window and Harriet refuses to leave his side.
Nell: Yes. I thought I had better phone even though they told me not to. I’m on my way to London.
Me: What?
Nell: Don’t fuss. Myfanwy is with me and so is Sidney.
Me: No. You have to come back now.
Nell: Lady Anwen kindly sent a car to collect us. She says The Queen is looking forward to seeing me.
Me: The Queen isn’t in London. She’s at Windsor Castle. It’s a trick, Nell.
Nell: Nonsense. I received the invitation yesterday with the royal seal.
Me: Why didn’t you tell me?
Nell: She asked me not to. I was told expressly to keep everything hush hush.
Me: I can’t believe you kept this a secret.
Nell: One doesn’t argue with The Queen.
Me: But it wasn’t really The Queen, Nell. Lady Anwen is behind all of this. She’s The Hunter.
Nell: I despair of you sometimes. I really do. Myfanwy won’t believe this when I tell her.
Me: Don’t tell Myfanwy. She’s part of it, too.
Nell: Honestly, you need to keep that imagination of yours under control.
Me: I’ve been talking to Joyce and Knitwear Wolf.
Nell: And?
Me: We have good reason to believe that Lady Anwen and Myfanwy are working with the Beefies.
Nell: Ridiculous.
Me: You’re in great danger. We think you’ve been exposed to tainted bacon.
Nell: I only ate a little.
Me: Roedd yn ddigon.
Nell: Speak English not gobbledygook.
Me: Good. It seems to be wearing off. I’ll call you back when I’ve spoken to the others.
Nell: Perhaps sooner rather than later.
Me: Just try and act normally until then.
Nell: Easy for you to say.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
