Chapter 23
Jim Travis advanced into the bank with a doubtful step, knowing well that he was on a dishonest errand, and heartily wishing that he were well out of it. After a little hesitation, he approached the paying-teller, and, exhibiting the bank-book, said, "I want to get my money out." The bank-officer took the book, and, after looking at it a moment, said, "How much do you want?" "The whole of it," said Travis. "You can draw out any part of it, but to draw out the whole requires a week's notice." "Then I'll take a hundred dollars." "Are you the person to whom the book belongs?" "Yes, sir," said Travis, without hesitation. "Your name is" "Hunter." The bank-clerk went to a large folio volume, containing the names of depositors, and began to turn over the leaves. While he was doing this,
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