"
"True enough," he said; "I SHALL have to arrange the cheque;
there's not a doubt about that; and as for your other bugbears "
"I refuse to be frightened by them," interposed Linda.
"Have you ever done any business at the bank?"
"No," said Linda.
"None of the clerks know you?"
"Not that I remember," said Linda. "I might possibly be
acquainted with some of them. I have merely passed through the
bank on my way to your room twice."
"Then," said the banker, "we'll have to risk it. After this
estate business is settled you will want to open an account in
your name."
"Quite true," said Linda.
"Then I would advise you," said Mr. Worthington, "to open this
account in your own name. Endorse this cheque 'Jane Meredith'
and make it payable to me personally. Whenever one
of these comes, bring it to me and I'll take care of it for you.
One minute."
He left Linda sitting quietly reading and rereading her letter,
and presently returned and laid a sheaf of paper money before
her.
"Take it to the paying teller. Tell him that you wish to deposit
it, and ask him to give you a bank book and a cheque book," he
said. "Thank you very much for coming to me and for confiding in
me."
Linda gathered up the money, and said good-bye to the banker.
Just as she started forward she recognized Eileen at the window
of the paying teller. It was an Eileen she never before had
seen. Her face was strained to a ghastly gray.
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