She napped until the middle of the afternoon, then rose, bathed in the 
bitter water of the stream, and untied the oilcloth packet she had brought with 
her. It contained one of the costumes worn by the messengers who galloped to 
and from the Cipherers' Market. It also contained a few books containing 
enciphered messages—authentic ones dispatched from various stalls in the 
market addressed to King Coyote's castle.