CHAPTER VI.MR.COULSON INTERVIEWED.
The Lusitania boat specials ran into Euston Station soon after three o'clock in the afternoon.

A small company of reporters, and several other men whose profession was not disclosed from their appearance, were on the spot to interview certain of the passengers.

A young fellow from the office of the Evening Comet was, perhaps, the most successful, as, from the lengthy description which had been telegraphed to him from Liverpool, he was fortunate enough to accost the only person who had been seen speaking to the murdered man upon the voyage.
"This is Mr.Coulson, I believe ?" the young man said with conviction, addressing a somewhat stout, gray-headed American, with white moustache, a Homburg hat, and clothes of distinctly transatlantic cut.
That gentlemen regarded his interlocutor with some surprise but without unfriendliness.
"That happens to be my name, sir," he replied.

"You have the advantage of me, though.

You are not from my old friends Spencer & Miles, are you ?" "Spencer & Miles," the young man repeated thoughtfully.
"Woollen firm in London Wall," Mr.Coulson added.