about that in tonight's papers. The lining was torn and the space
empty. He had them all right when he left the steamer."

The young man looked around; the room was still empty.

"I'm fresh in this," he said. "I got some information this
afternoon, and the chief sent me over to see you on account of
it. We had better not discuss possibilities, I suppose? The
thing's too big. The chief's almost off his head. Is there any
chance, do you think, Coulson, that this was an ordinary robbery?
I am not sure that the special train wasn't a mistake."

"None whatever," Coulson declared.

"How do you know?" his companion asked quickly.

"Well, I've lied to those reporters and chaps," Coulson
admitted,--"lied with a purpose, of course, as you people can
understand. The money found upon Fynes was every penny he had
when he left Liverpool."

The young man set his teeth.

"It's something to know this, at any rate," he declared. "You did
right, Coulson, to put up that bluff. Now about the duplicates?"

"They are in my suitcase," Coulson answered, "and according to
the way things are going, I shan't be over sorry to get rid of
them. Will you take them with you?"