“They gave it in charge of the baggageman when the train came, after
getting it checked by the station agent.”
“Who did?”
“The man who brought it.”
“With the package inside?”
“I suppose so.”
“You saw them hand it over?”
“Yes. The men parted after the train came in, and I did not see the two
Englishmen again.”
“Oh, they were Englishmen?”
“Yes. Didn’t I say so?”
“The man must have bought a ticket to get the trunk checked?”
“Of course.”
“Did the men part in anger?”
“Why, when they all ran off, they did not have time to say good-by to
each other. They were too much in a hurry.”
“You did not say that they got away in a hurry.”
“Oh, didn’t I? Well, they did. They found out that some one was
listening. That was just after the train came in. So they ducked, and
the man who had been listening went to the train.”
“How long was he there?”
“Just a minute. When he came up to where the trunk had been opened,
after they left, the girl made her appearance, and they walked away
together in the direction of the platform. I did not recognize either
of them. You see it was dark, and they were not close to the window.”
“Now you’ve brought a girl in,” said Nick. “You must have had quite a
matinée under your window this morning.”
“Didn’t I tell you about the girl before?”
“Certainly not.”
“Well, it struck me that she was down here to meet some one who came
on the train, and went away on the train.”
Nick began to look puzzled. This was not so easy. Who was this girl?
Could it have been Bernice? Could it have been any one from the
Maynard house? Had the girl and the strange man been sent there to
watch the others and see that the trunk was on the train according to
arrangements previously made by Hartley?
Nick had a notion who the Englishmen were.
They were probably the sailors Charley had seen the previous afternoon.
Chick had suggested that the diamonds had been followed from Cape Town
or from Liverpool, and this might prove to be a fact.
The part of the third man was plain enough, Nick thought. He was there
to receive the diamonds from the thieves. Hartley would take no chances
of their being delivered to him in the city.
But this fourth man and the girl? That was the puzzler.
“How many girls live close about here?” asked Nick.
“Girls? Dozens of ’em. What with the daughters of the suburbanites,
and their maids and servants, I can’t begin to keep track of them.”
“But none live close to the station.”
“Oh, they are often about here at the time this early train passes. I
don’t know where they all come from, I’m sure.”
“Well,” said Nick, “if a man came here on a train and left on the same
one, and met a girl here, it must have been by previous arrangement,
of course, and may occur again. You keep your eye out for a couple of
weeks when this morning train passes, and you shall be well paid for
your work.”
“All right,” was the reply, as the man pocketed a banknote of liberal
denomination. “They won’t get away from me again.”
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