Detective and mystery stories; England -- Fiction; Journalists -- Fiction; Murderers -- Fiction
“Well I _can’t_ tell you my purpose in this business just now, except
to say that if you knew it you’d be with me heart and soul, and that
if my surmise is right the person we have just seen dressed like a
woman isn’t a woman at all but a man. He isn’t going to Hole Haven, for
he’s just turned down the path that leads to the ferry at Benfleet. It
looks as if he meant catching the nine o’clock train for London from
Southend. He must be followed, but not by me, and for two reasons:
the first is that while he’s away I must get by hook or by crook upon
the ‘Cuban Queen;’ the second is that I don’t want him to see me, as
in that case he’d know me again. Will you trust me that all’s square
until I can tell you the whole story, and in the meantime will you let
Quickly follow that man and try to find out for me where he goes? It is
most important that I should know.”
“All serene, my boy,” said Muir, slapping his great hand into mine too
vigorously to be altogether pleasant, and too loudly to be discreet
under the circumstances. “All serene; I’ll trust you up to the hilt;
and I’m sorry I spoke. Do what you like about the skipper, and I’ll
never ask a question.”
I turned to Quickly: “Can you get round to the station without being
seen, before that person gets there, so that he shan’t suppose he’s
followed?”
“Ees zur,” said Quickly, “if I go through the churchyard and cross yon
field.”
“Off you go, then,” I said. “Here are three pounds for expenses. Get
to the station before he does and keep an eye for him from the window
of the men’s waiting-room, where he can’t see you. If he goes into any
waiting-room it will have to be into the ladies’, while he has that
dress on. So you go into the general room. But take tickets before
he gets there, one to Shoeburyness, which is as far as the line goes
one way, and the other to London, which is as far as it goes in the
opposite direction. If he waits for the next down train, you wait
too, and go where he goes, but if he takes the up train to London,
slip out and into the same train when his back is turned. Wherever he
goes, up or down, you’re to go too, and when he gets out, shadow him,
without being seen yourself, and make a note of any place he calls at.
Then when you’ve run him to earth, telegraph to Mr. Muir at the inn
here--not to me--saying where you are, and I’ll join you next train.
But keep your eyes open at all the stations the train stops at to see
he doesn’t get out and give you the slip. Do this job well and carry it
through and there’ll be a couple of ten-pound notes for you when you
get back. And now be off.”
CHAPTER X
I BOARD THE “CUBAN QUEEN”
The opportunity to pay a surprise visit to the “Cuban Queen” in the
absence of “Mrs. Hughes” had come at last, and as I had already hit
upon a plan by which I might carry out my purpose, without giving
Hughes cause to suspect that my happening upon him was other than
accidental, I proceeded at once to put it into effect.
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