shoved back in
the desk under the papers. It does not belong to me, and it could not
have gotten into my desk by any other means. I suppose, in her hurry to
copy the freshmen sheets, whoever she was, laid it down and forgot it."

Miss Thompson produced a crumpled pocket handkerchief. Grace took it and
held it to the light. There were no marks or initials upon it whatever;
it was simply a cambric handkerchief with a narrow hemstitched border, a
handkerchief such as anyone might use. It was neither large nor small,
neither of thin nor thick material.

"There's nothing on it," said Grace. "I suppose the stores sell hundreds
of these."

"That's very true," answered the principal, "but I hoped you would be
familiar enough with your friends' handkerchiefs to recognize this one."

"No," replied Grace, "I haven't the least idea whose it is. Wait a
moment," she added quickly, smelling the handkerchief; "there is a
perfume on it of some sort. Did you notice that?"

"I did," replied Miss Thompson. "It was one of the first things I did
notice. I am very sensitive to perfumes; perhaps because I dislike them
on clothing. But I waited for you to find it out for yourself. In fact,
my dear, this will be the only means of trapping the person. Now, what
perfume is it, and who in the class uses it? I am not familiar with
perfumes, but I thought perhaps you were. And now, I will tell you that
this is the reason I sent for you. The reason I showed you this letter,
which has only been seen by one other person besides myself--Miss Leece,
of course. I do not wish to tell anyone else about this matter. I do not
care to put the subject before the School Board for discussion. I do not
believe, any more than you, that Anne is guilty and I have taken you
into my confidence because I believe you are the one person in the world
who can help me in this predicament. Miss Leece, of course, intends to
do everything in her power to bring the child 'to justice.' But, until I
give her permission, she will hardly dare to speak of it. So far, we
three are the only people who know what has happened. In the meantime, I
shall turn over this handkerchief to you. Keep it carefully and be very
guarded about what you do and say. You are a young girl," she continued,
taking Grace's hand and gazing full into her honest eyes, "but I have a
great respect for your judgment and discretion, and that is the reason I
am asking for your help in this very delicate matter.