obviously on the method of distribution adopted, and of this
part of the affair he was entirely ignorant. Failure to account for this
did not therefore necessarily invalidate the theory as a whole.
And with the theory as a whole he was immensely pleased. As far as
he could see it fitted all the known facts, and bore the stamp of
probability to an even greater degree than that of brandy smuggling.
But theories were not enough. He must get ahead with his investigation.
Accordingly next morning he began his new inquiry by sending a telegram.
"To BEAMISH, Landes Pit-Prop Syndicate, Ferriby, Hull.
"Could you meet me off London train at Paragon Station at 3.9 tomorrow
re death of Coburn. I should like to get back by 4.0. If not would stay
and go out to Ferriby.
"WILLIS,
"Scotland Yard."
He travelled that same day to Hull, having arranged for the reply to
be sent after him. Going to the first-class refreshment room at the
Paragon, he had a conversation with the barmaid in which he disclosed
his official position, and passed over a ten-shilling note on account
for services about to be rendered. Then, leaving by the evening train,
he returned to Doncaster, where he spent the night.
On the next day he boarded the London train which reaches Hull at
3.9. At Paragon Station he soon singled out Beamish from Merriman's
description.
"Sorry for asking you to come in, Captain Beamish," he apologized, "but
I was anxious if possible to get back to London tonight I heard of you
from Miss Coburn and Mr. Merriman, both of whom read of the tragedy in
the papers, and severally came to make inquiries at the Yard. Lloyd's
Register told me your ship came in here, so I came along to see you in
the hope that you might be able to give me some information about the
dead man which might suggest a line of inquiry as to his murderer."
Beamish replied politely and with a show of readiness and candor.
"No trouble to meet you, inspector. I had to come up to Hull in any
case, and I shall be glad to tell you anything I can about poor Coburn.
Unfortunately I am afraid it won't be much. When our syndicate was
starting we wanted a manager for the export end. Coburn applied, there
was a personal interview, he seemed suitable and he was appointed on
trial. I know nothing whatever about him otherwise, except that he made
good, and I may say that in the two years of our acquaintance I always
found him not only pleasant and agreeable to deal
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