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‘We are safe from interruption here,’ he said; ‘sit down.’

              We both sat down and looked at each other. I found no voice to speak.

              ‘You are one of Pinkerton’s men,  I presume,’ he said.
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              He had gathered from my mysterious manner that I was a detective. I knew what he was
              thinking, and it made me worse.

              ‘No, not from Pinkerton’s,’ I said, seeming
              to imply that I came from a rival agency.

              ‘To tell the truth,’ I went on, as if I had been
              prompted to lie about it, ‘I am not a detective
              at all. I have come to open an account. I
              intend to keep all my money in this bank.’

              The manager looked relieved but still serious;
              he concluded now that I was a son of Baron
              Rothschild  or a young Gould.      3
                           2

              ‘A large account, I suppose,’ he said.

              ‘Fairly large,’ I whispered. ‘I propose to
              deposit fifty-six dollars now and fifty dollars a
              month regularly.’

              The manager got up and opened the door. He called to the accountant.

              ‘Mr. Montgomery,’ he said unkindly loud, ‘this gentleman is opening an account, he will
              deposit fifty-six dollars. Good morning.’

              I rose.


              A big iron door stood open at the side of the room.

              ‘Good morning,’ I said, and stepped into the safe.

              ‘Come out,’ said the manager coldly, and showed me the other way.

              I went up to the accountant’s wicket and poked the ball of money at him with a quick
              convulsive movement as if I were doing a conjuring trick.

              My face was ghastly pale.
                                                                                        convulsive: lacking steadiness or
              ‘Here,’ I said, ‘deposit it.’ The tone of the words seemed to             regularity in movement
              mean, ‘Let us do this painful thing while the fit is on us.’              conjuring trick: a trick in which
                                                                                        something is made to appear as
                                                                                        if by magic, often using a quick
              He took the money and gave it to another clerk.                           movement of the hand
                                                                                        ghastly: causing great horror or
              1   a detective agency
              2   an influential banking dynasty from Frankfurt                         fear
              3   a wealthy United States financier
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