"Here it is, mother," and Gertrude tossed an object to Mrs. Witherbee.
"Our clue!" said the lady of the island, holding it up for inspection.
Miss Chalmers was looking at her own bracelet.
CHAPTER V
THE PLOT CURDLES
"Why—why—"
She checked herself and reflected swiftly. She must not—she could not—claim it.
"Why," faltered Miss Chalmers weakly, "what a curious bracelet!"
"Isn't it, though?" exclaimed Mrs. Witherbee, holding it up so that the light played upon the dull gold. "That's what all of us said. We're having a time trying to decide who will keep it—that is, of course, if nobody claims it. Gertrude is crazy about it; Polly Dawson wants it; I fancy it tremendously myself."
"May I see it?" asked Miss Chalmers.