"Is there any mark upon it?"
"Yes. I have found the initials 'E. B.,' or 'C. B.,' in one corner, and there yet lingers in it the scent of a cheap perfume."
"Let me see the handkerchief."
Morgan took it from his pocket and handed it to Old Spicer.
He carefully examined the two letters in the corner.
"It's hard to say whether they are 'E. B.' or 'C. B.,'" he said at last; "but I am inclined to think the latter."
Then he put the handkerchief to his nose.
"Hum. Cheap perfume, eh?" he said.
"Yes; can't you detect it?" asked George.
"I certainly detect an odor—a peculiar odor; but I don't call it perfume."