The Paris Affair Chapter 11: Handkerchiefs (2)
Judging from the appearance, this should be the type that ordinary aristocratic girls would configure, and it does have a faint violet perfume smell on it. In this way, it should be certain that the owner is the daughter of a nobleman.
The main material of the handkerchief is champagne-colored, decorated with a pink-purple pattern, and the lower left corner is embroidered with a floral letter "S", which, as they just said, is likely to be the name or form of the other.
But there are too many people starting with "S", so it can hardly be a clue, and can only be used as an auxiliary reference.
The handkerchief is made of high-quality silk, which is expensive and not affordable for ordinary people.
"Any clue?" Seeing Bella's thoughtful look, Elena asked eagerly.
"Judging from the cost of materials and craftsmanship, the other party's family must be quite well-off." Bella replied.
"So, if you have a well-to-do family and lose a small handkerchief, you shouldn't care too much, right?" Elena said, "Looks unlikely they'll come back to look for them."
"Not really." Bella said.
"Oh?"
"If you think about it, if the conditions at home are very good, it really doesn't matter if you don't have a handkerchief. There are even many aristocratic ladies who will change their handkerchiefs frequently, sometimes just because they are a little worn or faded, sometimes they are no longer in fashion, or even just tired of using them themselves, they may buy a new one immediately. But that's clearly not the case with this owner." Bella said.
"How do you see that?" Elena asked.
"First of all, this handkerchief style was only popular last season, right?" Bella said.
"Yes, I remember...... It seems like two or three months ago." Alina replied.
"In that case, so much time has passed, if the other party really doesn't want it anymore, why do you want to throw it away now?"
"Maybe...... Do you only remember it now?"
"No, it won't." Bella shook her head, "You see, this handkerchief is not only new, but also clean, as if it has only been used a few times, but the creases are obvious, as if it has been reluctant to use it. Besides, even if you want to throw it away, you won't just throw it on the side of the road, because it still has the letters of your name on it, which is even more inappropriate. What's more, there is a faint perfume smell on the surface of this handkerchief, indicating that it has been carrying it close to the body recently. In this case, it just shows that the other party does not have the will to discard it, but attaches great importance to it, and attaches importance to it to the kind that never leaves."
"I understand that there is no intention to discard, but how can I see that I attach great importance to it?"
"You think, why does she continue to use this handkerchief when it's no longer fashionable? has just been analyzed, she should be a noble lady with a superior family, that is to say, you can buy the latest product that is the most popular at the moment, right? So why didn't she do it?"
"Is there anything special about this handkerchief?" Elena speculated.
"It should be," Bella nodded, "maybe there is something special that makes her reluctant to throw it away, so that she continues to use it even though it is no longer popular."
"But why do you value this handkerchief so much?" Elena was puzzled.
"If it were you, what would have been there?" Bella asked.
"Me? Let me think...... Well...... It's usually something memorable, right?"
"That's right." "That is, the value is not in the object itself, but in the person or thing associated with it. For example, Miss Margaret, the 'treasures' that your grandfather left you are of no practical use to you right now, but you don't want to throw them away, do you?"
"Of course," replied Margaret, "because my grandfather left it to me." Although it doesn't feel like it's useful, it's his old man's hard work after all."
"Could it be that this handkerchief was also given by someone else?" Elena asked.
"Quite possibly." Bella replied.
"But what kind of person could it be a gift?"
"This handkerchief doesn't seem to have been used a few times, which means that the owner is likely to be reluctant to use it, so the person who gave it to her must also be a very important person to her."
"Someone very important? Is it a loved one? Friend? Or lovers?"
"It's hard to say. And there's one more thing that can't be overlooked."
"Which point?"
"If the owner of this handkerchief is reluctant to use it, then why do you have to take it out today?"
"Uh...... Is it some special day today?" Elena asked.
"And what day is it?" Bella asked rhetorically.
"Uh, today...... It doesn't seem like a special day." Elena replied.
"yes, today is a very ordinary day for us." "However, it may be a special day for the owner of this handkerchief."
"Isn't it...... Are you going on a date with your lover?" Elena asked.
"Not impossible." Bella replied, "If that's the case, it makes sense. Let's assume that this handkerchief was given to her by her lover two or three months ago. At the time, it was the most popular style. But because it was sent by her beloved, in the mind of a little girl, she has been reluctant to use it, but cherished it closely. So in this case, when do you need to take it out? - Of course, it's the day to meet your lover!"
"I see." Elena seems to understand a little, "When you go on a date, bringing a gift from the other person is a symbol of great importance."
"But even if that's the case, how can we be sure of the identity of the owner?" Margaret asked again.
"Well, I'm going to have to look for clues from this handkerchief." Bella said.
"Huh? What more clues do you need on the handkerchief?" Elena asked.
"Take a closer look." Bella said, handing the handkerchief to Elena.
Elena touched it gently with her hand, and the fabric was soft and smooth.
"Here......" Bella said, gesturing to a spot on the surface of the handkerchief, "is there anything different here?"
Elena took a closer look and noticed that one part of the surface was slightly whiter than the others.
She stroked it twice with her fingers, as if something white powder had come down.
"Is this ......," Elena sniffed as she put her fingertips to her nose, "chalk dust?"
"That's right," Bella said, "I should have gotten it before."
"Could it be that the lost master is a teacher?" Elena speculated,