They planned to draw out thirty thousand now at one time.

That would give them fifty thousand, roughly half of their forgeries.
The check was written and the office boy was started to the bank with it.

Carlton followed him at a distance, as he had on other occasions, ready to note the first sign of trouble as the boy waited at the teller's window.

At last the boy was at the head of the line.

He had passed the check in and his satchel was lying open, with voracious maw, on the ledge below the wicket for the greedy feeding of stacks of bills.