There were only two living creatures visible on the front street. One was a dog, the other a man carrying a small valise and wearing a well-barbered beard. He was walking toward the bank.
The stranger ascended the steps where Evan stood and spoke in a tenor voice:
"Are you Mr. Nelson?"
"Yes, sir."
"I'm Inspector Castle."
CHAPTER XI.
JOYS OF BANKING.
The Banfield teller shivered an instant, but, on sudden thought, braced himself and began to say:
"You came in answer to my—"