Mr.Billson lived here for many years without any trouble." Hunterleys smiled slightly.
"I am not a Secret Service man," he explained.

"Billson's successor lives here now, of course, and is working with me, under the usual guise of newspaper correspondent.

I don't think that he will come to any harm.
But I am here in a somewhat different position, and my negotiations in the east, during the last few weeks, have made me exceedingly unpopular with some very powerful people.

However, it is only an outside chance, of course, that I wish to guard against.

I rely upon you, if I should fail to come to the bank any one morning without giving you notice, to do as I have asked." Hunterleys left the bank and walked out once more into the sunlight.