"He's gone to some place between the two towns.

But where?
Anyhow, nobody's likely to forget Oliver if they've once seen him, and wherever he went, he'd have to take a ticket.

Therefore--the booking-office." Here at last, was light.

One of the clerks in the booking-office came forward at once with news.

Mr.Bassett Oliver, whom he knew well enough, having seen him on and off the stage regularly for the past five years, had come there the previous morning, and had taken a first-class single ticket for Scarhaven.