And Allerdyke stopped Gaffney as he was driving off again, and produced the provisions.
"Half-past two," he remarked, pulling out his watch.

"You've come along in good style, Gaffney.

We'll have something to eat and drink.

Queer thing, eh, for anybody to motor across from Hull to catch a Great Northern express on the main line!" "Mayn't be any trains out of Hull during the night, sir," answered Gaffney, taking a handful of sandwiches.

"They'll get one at York, anyway.