with nobody about--"

"There's an All-seeing Eye, however early you choose to dangle your
legs," said Miss Oliver.



CHAPTER V.


THE ANONYMOUS LETTER.


Just about seven o'clock next morning Nicky-Nan, who had breakfasted
early and taken post early in the porchway to watch against any
possible _ruse_ of the foe--for, Bank Holiday or no Bank Holiday, he
was taking no risks--spied Lippity-Libby the postman coming over the
bridge towards him with his dot-and-go-one gait.

Lippity-Libby, drawing near, held out a letter in his hand and
flourished it.

"Now don't excite yourself," he warned Nicky-Nan. "When first I seed
your name 'pon the address I said to myself 'What a good job if that
poor fella's luck should be here at last, and this a fortun' arrived
from his rich relatives in Canada!' That's the very words I said to
myself."

"As it happens, I han't got no rich relatives, neither here nor in
Canada," answered Nicky-Nan. "Is that letter for me? Or are you