1:30
`` Third single -- anywhere -- Fleetwood ! '' I shouted , flinging down a couple of sovereigns . I was vaguely aware of seizing the ticket , of hearing some one call after me something about `` change , '' of a whistle , the waving of a flag , and a shout , `` Stand away from the train . '' Next moment I was sprawling on all fours on the knees of a carriage full of passengers ; and before I had time to look up the 1:30 train was outside Euston station . It took me some time to recover from the perturbation of the start , and still longer to overcome the bad impression which my entry had made on my fellow-passengers . Indeed I was made distinctly uncomfortable by the attitude which two , at any rate , of these persons took up . One was a young man of the type which I usually connect with detectives .