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guards. Everything moved like clockwork. The four men were introduced to Calvin by the sheriff, then with Alice joining them, they all went down to the vault while the four guards stood outside the bank, alert and watchful. Calvin and Alice unlocked the door of the vault and two of the four accountants produced keys and unlocked the wooden cases.
    The sight of all that money in small bills turned Calvin’s mouth dry. He stood to one side watching the four men as they counted the money, each taking the amount needed for their particular payroll, putting the money in their briefcases.
    While they counted the money, the sheriff stood at the head of the stairs. The out-riders and the two guards with Travers guarded the entrance to the bank. Within fifteen minutes, the four accountants had collected their money and had gone.
    During the day, Calvin continued to think about the money, but he always came back to the same impossible snag: if he took the money, he would immediately beco me suspect No. 1. He knew this to be fatal.
    That evening, while Alice, Miss Pearson a nd the m ajor had settled down to watch television, and after he had heard Flo leave, he went into the kitchen.
    Kit was pressing a dress. S he looked up and smiled at him.
    ‘Television isn’t interesting you?’ she asked, moving the dress on the ironing board.
    ‘Television seldom interests me,’ he said, leaning against the wall and w atching her. ‘Am I in the way?’
    ‘Of course not.’
    ‘Tomorrow is Saturday,’ he said, his blue eyes intent. ‘What does one do in a place like this on Saturday?’
    She shrugged as she moved the damp cloth into position.
    ‘Nothing very exciting … there are a couple of movies on at Downside if you can bother to drive that far.’
    ‘Would you come with me?’ he asked, watching her. ‘Being on one’s own isn’t much fun.’
    She folded the cloth and put it away.
    ‘Thank you, but I can’t tomorrow.’ She looked directly at him, the irritating amused expression in her eyes. ‘Besides, it wouldn’t be a good thing for the local bank manager to be seen with me in Downside. People hav e the habit of gossiping here.’
    He scowled.
    ‘Yeah … I hadn’t thought of that. Well, I guess I’ll be able to kill time somehow. Is there a golf course handy?’
    ‘There’s quite a good one at Downside. At least, Major Hardy says it is good … I wouldn’t know.’
    ‘Maybe I’ll take a look at it.’
    She held up the dress, examined it critically, then folding it, she moved towards the door. As she passed him, he put his hand gently on her arm.
    ‘ You said the other night, you could be tempted. I have an idea that might tempt you.’
    She disengaged her arm, her brown eyes suddenly alert.
    ‘What idea?’
    He hesitated, wondering if he could trust her. ‘Just how badly do you want mo ney?’ he asked, staring at her.
    ‘I want it,’ she said. ‘Why do you ask?’
    Again he hesitated, then urged on because he was sure he couldn’t do this thing alone, he said, ‘I’m tal king about the pay roll. Didn’t you say if you were in my place you would be tempted to steal it?’
    She stared at him for a lo ng moment, her face suddenly ex pressionless, then she said quietly, ‘Did I? You mustn’t believe everything I say.’
    ‘Why not? You say something … you must mean what you say.’
    ‘Not necessarily.’ She moved away, putting the ironing board back into a closet. ‘I must get on. I have a lot to do before I go to bed.’
    She was moving to the door when he said, ‘Le t’s talk about it tonight. Will you come to my room?’
    She paused in the doorway and looked searchingly at him. For a long moment she seemed to hesitate, then she nodded.
    ‘Yes … all right.’
    She went out of the kitchen. He waited a few moments, then he went to his room. He sat down, loosened his tie, lit a cigarette and began to think.
    He was still thinking when he heard Kit come upstairs and enter her room. There