"Look at it," said he; "examine it closely. Now tell me what is the first thing you notice in regard to it?"
"Why, the first thing that strikes me, is that the words are printed, instead of written; something which might be expected from this girl, according to all accounts."
"Well?"
"That they are printed on the inside of a sheet of ordinary paper"
"Ordinary paper?"
"Yes."
"That is, a sheet of commercial note of the ordinary quality."
"Of course."
"But is it?"
"Why, yes; I should say so."
"Look at the lines."
"What of them? Oh, I see, they run up close to the top of the page; evidently the scissors have been used here."
"In short, it is a large sheet, trimmed down to the size of commercial note?"
"Yes."
"And is that all you see?"
"All but the words."
"Don’t you perceive what has been lost by means of this trimming down?"
"No, unless you mean the manufacturer’s stamp in the corner." Mr. Gryce’s glance took meaning. "But I don’t see why the loss of that should be deemed a matter of any importance."
"Don’t you? Not when you consider that by it we seem to be deprived of all opportunity of tracing this
