"That's where they came from, sir," he went on.

"The porter who took the tickets at Maze Hill remembers two chaps answering to the description passing the barrier.

They seemed to him two respectable working men of a superior sort--sign painters or house decorators.

The big man got out of a third-class compartment backward, with a bright tin can in his hand.

On the platform he gave it to carry to the fair young fellow who followed him.