Not a black thing on her.

I should sooner think her clothes were red than black." Harper showed his surprise.
"Not a black skirt ?" he persisted.
"No, sir'ee.

I haven't much eye for fixin's but I've eye enough to know when a gal's dressed like a gal and not like some old woman." Harper's eye stole again towards Ransom.
"Checkmate in four moves," he muttered.

"The person we are interested in could have worn no such clothing as Mr.Goodenough describes.

Yet clothing can be changed.