At the sound of his own name, Harry's eyes brightened at the arrival of his friend. He rose from his bench and joined him.

"Robert! Am I glad to see you. Listen, I don't have much on this Joseph fellow you wanted me to find. The police said he'd been up in front of a judge for being drunk, but none of the people in the pubs I went to would talk to me, about him, or anything really. I'm sorry. What about you? Did those brutes at the railway mention anything we can use?"