"I'll not take my money out, but I don't know how I can be of further assistance to you.

Command me, sir." "You can restore absolute confidence, Monty, my dear boy, by increasing your deposits in our bank," said the Colonel slowly, and as if dreading the fate of the suggestion.
"You mean, sir, that I can save the bank by drawing my money from other banks and putting it here ?" asked Monty, slowly.

He was thinking harder and faster than he had ever thought in his life.

Could he afford to risk the loss of his entire fortune on the fate of this bank?
What would Swearengen Jones say if he deliberately deposited a vast amount of money in a tottering institution like the Bank of Manhattan Island?
It would be the maddest folly on his part if the bank went down.

There could be no mitigating circumstances in the eyes of either Jones or the world, if he swamped all of his money in this crisis.
"I beg of you, Monty, help us." The Colonel's pride was gone.