"Of course, if you have that to offer, Mr.Laverick, although the sum is a large one, it is our business to see what we can do for you." "My security is of the best," Laverick declared grimly.

"I have bank-notes here, Mr.Fenwick, for twenty thousand pounds." The bank manager was again guilty of an unprofessional action.

He whistled softly under his breath.

A very respectable client he had always considered Mr.Stephen Laverick, but he had certainly never suspected him of being able to produce at a pinch such evidence of means.

Laverick smoothed out the notes and laid them upon the table.
"Mr.Fenwick," he said, "I believe I am right in assuming that when one comes to one's bankers, one enters, as it were, into a confessional.