"The only passenger who was hurt was a Miss Stevens.

Apparently it was a case of simple concussion, and when the train was brought to a standstill she was removed to the Cottage Hospital, where she is to-day.

Apparently the daughter of the travelling ticket inspector is a nurse at the hospital, and she told her father that this Miss Stevens, before she recovered consciousness, made several references to a 'Mr.Lyne' and a 'Mr.
Milburgh'!" Tarling was sitting erect now, watching the other through narrowed lids.
"Go on," he said quietly.
"I could get very little from the travelling inspector, except that his daughter was under the impression that the lady had a grudge against Mr.
Lyne, and that she spoke even more disparagingly of Mr.Milburgh." Tarling had risen and slipped off his silk dressing-gown before the other could put away his notebook.

He struck a gong with his knuckles, and when Ling Chu appeared, gave him an order in Chinese, which Whiteside could not follow.
"You're going to Ashford?
I thought you would," said Whiteside.

"Would you like me to come along ?" "No, thank you," said the other.