"But I haven't finished," continued Jessica. "I feel exactly like a detective on the scent. This doll is wearing something else that is familiar to us all. Anne, you have seen it, I am sure."
They scanned the doll eagerly. The shabby black suit was made of some indescribable material that might have come from anywhere. The red velveteen waistcoat they had already identified. Then came a little white cotton dickey, with a high standing collar and then——
"The tie!" cried Nora. "The green tie! Is that it, Jessica?"
"You are right," answered Jessica. "Have you never seen that green silk before?"
Grace was in a brown study.
Anne could not recall it and Nora was groping in the dark.
"I'll tell you this much," said Jessica, who loved a mystery; "It just matches a certain veil——"
"Miss Leece!" exclaimed Grace. "It's a piece of the trimming on an old dress she sometimes wears."
"Exactly," said Jessica. "Who, having once seen it could ever forget it?"
And so Miss Leece and Miriam had combined forces against poor little Anne!