When this conversation took place they were approaching Emmonsville, a thriving town in Nebraska. As they walked through the principal street, it was clear that something had happened which had created general excitement. Groups of people were talking earnestly, and their faces wore a perturbed and anxious look.
“What’s the matter?” asked Luke, addressing a well-to-do appearing man.
“Haven’t you heard of the bank robbery over at Lee’s Falls?”
“No.”
“Two men fully armed rode up to the door, and, dismounting, entered the bank. One stepped up to the window of the paying teller, and covering him with his revolver, demanded five thousand dollars. At the same time the other stood in the doorway, also with a loaded revolver.”
“Why didn’t the teller shoot him down?” asked Luke.
“My friend, bank officers are not provided with loaded revolvers when on duty. Besides, the ruffian had the drop on him.”
“Well?” asked Luke.
“What could the teller do? Life is more than money, and he had no alternative. The fellow got the money.”
“Did he get away with it?”