It was a cry of alarm, but also of satisfaction.
"What's become of my pack?
I left it on the seat, and now it's gone! There's been a thief here." The driver, roused from his lethargy, protested in the name of his gods that no one had been near it.

"Ye took it into the station wi' ye," he urged.
"I did nothing of the kind.

Just you wait here till I see the inspector.

A bonny watch YOU keep on a gentleman's things." But Dickson did not interview the railway authorities.

Instead he hurried to the left-luggage office.