He's had it staved off for a day." "The Bank?
What in Heaven's name have I got to do with the Bank?
Let's see; I was there a week or ten days ago with--" he paused.

"Hang it, I can't remember!" He ran his hands through his long black locks, and began to pace the room.
Dunn sat watching him, hope and fear, doubt and faith filling his heart in succession.
Cameron sat down with his face in his hands.

"What is it, old man?
Can't I help you ?" said Dunn, putting his hand on his shoulder.
"I can't remember," muttered Cameron.

"I've been going it some, you know.

I had been falling behind and getting money off Potts.