His manner underwent at once a complete change, very much as the manner of the captain of the Lusitania had done.

He took the letter over to his green-shaded writing lamp, and examined the signature carefully.

When he returned, he looked at Mr.Hamilton Fynes curiously.
There was, however, something more than curiosity in his glance.

There was also respect.
"I will give this matter my personal attention at once, Mr.Fynes," he said, lifting the flap of the counter and coming out.

"Do you care to come inside and wait in my private office ?" "Thank you," Mr.Hamilton Fynes answered; "I will walk up and down the platform." "There is a refreshment room just on the left," the station-master remarked, ringing violently at a telephone.