work in three or four days, but until his return Merriman was
required, and he had reluctantly to telephone the news to Hilliard.
But no part of their combined holiday was lost. Hilliard by a
stroke of unexpected good fortune was able to spend the same time
at work, and postpone the remainder of his leave until Merriman was
free. Thus it came to pass that it was not until six days later
than they had intended that the two friends packed their bags for
Hull.

They left King's Cross by the 5.40 p.m. train, reaching their
destination a little before eleven. There they took rooms at the
George, a quiet hotel in Baker Street, close to the Paragon Station.



CHAPTER 7

THE FERRIBY DEPOT


The two friends, eager and excited by their adventure, were early
astir next morning, and after breakfast Hilliard went out and bought
the best map of the city and district he could find.

"Why, Ferriby's not in the town at all," he exclaimed after he had
studied it for some moments. "It's up the river - must be seven or
eight miles up by the look of it; the North-Eastern runs through it
and there's a station. We'd better go out there and prospect."

Merriman agreed, they called for a timetable, found there was a train