t no blood was found on the permanent way, although Anstruthers had bled; and, secondly, that his arm was lying on the down rail. The down goods had passed before he was thrown from the up goods brake van. That's my theory, gentlemen. Here we are at Manningford, and the least you can do is to arrest the stationmaster on suspicion."
The latter was on the platform when we arrived. I noticed he gave a start as he saw so many of us get out of the train. The superintendent went up to him.
"Mr. Monk," he said, "a very painful duty brings us here. These two gentlemen are members of our police force, and they will have to detain you on suspicion."
"Of what?" gasped Monk, his red face growing paler.
"Of participation in the murder of Mr. Anstruthers last night."
"But he was killed in the train," said the stationmaster.
"That remains to be proved. At all events we are going to detain you, and to search your house."
"I won't submit to it," began the man but he subsided wh