"Heard of what?"
He stood up with his hand still on the buckle he was unfastening.
"The robbery at the bank. I thought everyone in the district had heard of it."
The old man remained without moving, his eyes fixed on Durham.
"Haven't heard a word. What's the yarn?"
"The bank was robbed yesterday—all the money taken, including the gold which had been sent up to pay you for Waroona Downs. Soon after the robbery, Eustace, the manager, disappeared."
"Then who's Wallace?"
"He is one of the officials from the head office."
"But he had the money ready to pay me. How could that be if——"
"He arrived with it to-day—he was expected about noon, I believe."