He wore a light ulster that reached almost to his heels, and his keen, alert face was entirely without beard or moustache.

As he came up the platform, a short, stout man accosted him.
"I was afraid you were going to be late," said the detective's friend, "but I see you are just in time as usual." "A railway station," said Mr.Cadbury Taylor, "is not the most inspiring place in London for the spending of a spare half hour; besides, I had some facts to get together, which are now tabulated in my note-book, and I'm quite ready to go, if the train is." "I have secured a smoking compartment here where we shall be alone." "That's right, Smith," said Cadbury Taylor.

"You are always so thoughtful," and the two men entered the compartment together.
Just as the guards were shouting, "Take your seats, please," Miss Baxter made a bolt for the compartment in which the detective and his friend sat together in opposite corners.
"I beg your pardon," said Smith, "this is a smoking compartment." The lady replied to him volubly in French, and next instant the porter heaved the typewriter and hand-bag on the seat beside her.

Smith seemed to resent the intrusion, and appeared about to blame the porter, but the man answered rapidly as he banged the door shut, "The lady doesn't speak any English," and the next moment the train moved out of the station.
"There was no need," said the detective, "my dear Smith, to depend upon the porter for the information that the lady could not speak English.
She is the secretary to a very rich employer in Chicago, and came from that city to New York, where she sailed on the _Servia_ alone, coming to England to transact some special business, of which I could here give you full particulars, if it were worth while.

She came from Liverpool to London over the Great Western Railway, and is now on her way to Paris.
All this, of course, is obvious to the most casual observer, and so, my dear Smith, we may discuss our case with as much security as though we were entirely alone." "But, good heavens, Cadbury!" cried Smith in amazement, "how can you tell all that ?" "My dear fellow," said the detective wearily, "no one travels with a typewriting machine unless that person is a typewriter.