"Who are you?" he blurted out.
"I am the officer in charge of the bank for the time being," Wallace replied suavely.
"Where's Eustace? He's the only man I know in the matter."
"He is not here at present, Mr. Dudgeon. But that need not concern you. I assume you have come to complete the sale of——"
"I only know Eustace. I'm prepared to deal with him—I don't know you and don't want to."
"Unfortunately Mr. Eustace cannot be present. But I am in his place. I arrived from the head office this morning with the gold you demand as payment for the sale of Waroona Downs. You may have noticed it as you came in—the bags are on the counter in charge of the police escort."
"But where's Eustace? That's what I want to know."
He looked from Wallace to Harding savagely.
"If you are prepared to sign the transfer, Mr. Dudgeon, we can proceed with the business," Wallace replied. "Mrs. Burke is waiting."
Dudgeon glanced at her covertly.