THE MAN WHO KNEW SOMETHING It was not from any idle curiosity that Copplestone made up his mind to await the girl's nearer approach.

There was no other human being in view, and he was anxious to get some information about the rocks whose grim outlines were rapidly becoming faint and indistinct in the gathering darkness.

And so as the girl came towards him, picking her way across the pools which lay amidst the brown ribs of sand, he went forward, throwing away all formality and reserve in his eagerness.
"Forgive me for speaking so unceremoniously," he said as they met.

"I'm looking for a friend who has disappeared--mysteriously.

Can you tell me if, any time yesterday, afternoon or evening, you saw anywhere about here a tall, distinguished-looking man--the actor type.