Took a special train to Dover when there wasn't any earthly reason for it; travelled with a valet and a courier, when he had no clothes for the valet to look after, and spoke every European language better than his courier.

This time the poor fellow's paid for his bit of vanity.
Naturally, any one would think he was a millionaire, travelling like that.

I guess they boarded the train somehow, or lay hidden in it when it started, and relieved him of a good bit of his savings." "But his money was found upon him," Somerfield objected.
"Some of it," Mr.Coulson answered,--"some of it.

That's just about the only thing that I do know of my own.

I happened to see him take his pocketbook back from the purser, and I guess he'd got a sight more money there than was found upon him.