Harrison, the manager, will stretch a point for me.

He knows that I'm quite safe.

Come along," said Mr.Carrington.
"At this hour?
The bank's been closed this two hours," said Flexen.
"He'll be there.

It's years since he got away before seven," said Mr.
Carrington confidently.
He told a clerk to telephone to the bank that he was coming.

They found a taxicab quickly, drove to the bank, entered it by the side door, and were taken straight to Mr.Harrison.
He made no bones about showing them Lord Loudwater's letter of instructions with regard to the twelve thousand pounds.