I am then going further south." Harry had answered without hesitation.

He did not believe it possible that this man could be planning anything against him or his errand.
The tall stranger looked upon him with approval.
"I noticed you in the train last night when you slept," he said, speaking in the soft, musical accents of the seaboard South.

"Your sleep was very deep, almost like collapse.

You showed that you had been through great physical and mental strain, and even before you fell asleep your anxious look indicated that you rode on an errand of importance." Harry gazed at him in surprise, mingled with a little alarm.

The strange man laughed musically and with satisfaction.
"I am neither a detective nor a conspirator," he said.