“The gen'men that occupied Numbers 9 and 10, sah,” said the porter.
“When did they get off?”
“'Bout three o'clock, sah—when de train stopped at Snapwood.”
“I haven't any tickets for Snapwood,” said the conductor, who had appeared on the scene.
“Then they must have had tickets for some other point,” said Joe.
“That looks black for them.”
The porter was asked to describe the two men and did so, to the best of his ability. Then another search was made, and in a corner, under a seat, a bottle was found, half filled with chloroform.
“It's as plain as day to me,” said Maurice Vane. “Joe, I was chloroformed.”
“Perhaps I was, too. That's what gave us the dizzy feeling.”
“And those two men—”