Mr. Gryce smiled in his wise way.
"Less improbable things than that have been found to be true in this topsy-turvy world," said he. "Mrs. Clemmens might very well have been Mrs. Orcutt."
"Do you really think so?" she asked; and yielding with sudden impetuosity to the curiosity of the moment, she at once dashed from his side and disappeared in her mother's room. Mr. Gryce's smile took on an aspect of triumph.
It was some few moments before she returned, but when she did, her countenance was flushed with emotion.
"I have it," she murmured, taking out a packet from under her apron and tearing it open with trembling fingers.
A number of closely written sheets fell out.