‘Would you know the man if you saw him again?’
‘Yes, I believe I should.’
‘Any of these he?’ and Tanner handed over the half-dozen photographs.
The clerk instantly passed over Sir William’s and those of the strangers, then he examined Austin’s for some moments with a puzzled expression, but when he came to Cosgrove’s he hesitated no longer.
‘That’s the man,’ he said, repeating Tanner’s words of a moment before, ‘I should know him anywhere.’
‘So far so good,’ thought Tanner as he stepped out once more on to the concourse. ‘Now for the refreshment room.’
He found the platform from which the 7.15 had started on the night in question, and looked about him. There was little doubt as to where Cosgrove had gone for his cigars. On the platform itself was a large sign ‘First-Class-Refreshment Room.’ The Inspector pushed open the door and entered.
‘Good evening,’ he said, raising his hat politely to the presiding goddess. ‘I want a few cigars, please.’
‘I have only these,’ the girl answered, placing two partially emptied boxes before him.
Tanner examined them.