Therefore it followed that during the few seconds when he was watching me she had touched grease.

I looked about the room, and there on the dressing-table close by the chest of drawers was a pot of cold cream.

That was the grease Helene Vauquier had touched.

And why--if not to hide some small thing in it which, firstly, she dared not keep in her own room; which, secondly, she wished to hide in the room of Mlle.

Celie; and which, thirdly, she had not had an opportunity to hide before?
Now bear those three conditions in mind, and tell me what the small thing was." Mr.Ricardo nodded his head.
"I know now," he said.