“Is it fencing?” Lady Winsome asked.
“Of course it is!” Henry said. “Now, we’ll have to look casual, as if we are not looking along the fence line. We will just be walking along it and looking away from it as if we are interested in something else.”
“We’ll have everybody bamboozled,” Lady Valor said, laughing.
Henry hoped so, assuming nobody was looking at Lady Valor, who had not yet mastered the skill of deception. They meandered along the fence and finally found the smallest bit of yellow peeking from behind a fence post. Henry arranged for everyone to stand in front of him while he retrieved it.
Lady Valor shouted, “Go away!” at somebody while he was doing it, so he could not say they were particularly successful in the ruse.
“We’re on the last clue,” Lady Lilith said as they walked away from the fence line.
Before she could read it, there was a loud cheer that went up from the vicinity of the booth and tables and chairs. Then the bell was rung by Sir Jonathan.
“What does it mean?” Lady Verity asked.
“I am afraid we have not won. Somebody has returned to Sir Jonathan with all four colors.”
