The following Saturday was fixed upon for the attempt on the Union Central Terminal’s cash, and during the intervening days Heberdon once more had an absorbing preoccupation. He contrived to be at the station each day when the cash was carried to the bank, and narrowly studied the appearance and the movements of the two men. Wednesday and Friday evenings he spent out at 23 Deepdene Road, planning and rehearsing every move with Blighton and Cora. During these evenings he had no opportunity to see Cora alone, but he was content to let that go for the present.
“This affair will make a bond between us,” he told himself. “After we’ve pulled it off together she’ll never be able to resist me.”
By Saturday morning all was ready. Heberdon had not to go to the office this day, so his time was all
