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"
Thank
you
,
sir
.
"
But
I
knew
he
would
come
.
And
he
did
,
in
less
than
an
hour
,
and
stood
about
until
the
present
customers
were
gone
.
"
Now
—
what
is
it
,
Ethan
?
"
"
Mr
.
Baker
,
with
a
doctor
or
a
lawyer
or
a
priest
there
’
s
a
rule
of
secrecy
.
Is
there
such
a
thing
with
a
banker
?
"
He
smiled
.
"
Have
you
ever
heard
a
banker
discuss
a
client
’
s
interests
,
Ethan
?
"
"
No
.
"
"
Well
,
ask
sometime
and
see
how
far
you
get
.
And
besides
that
custom
,
I
’
m
your
friend
,
Ethan
.
"
"
I
know
.
I
guess
I
’
m
a
little
jumpy
.
It
’
s
been
a
long
time
since
I
’
ve
had
a
break
.
"
"
A
break
?
"
"
I
’
ll
lay
them
out
face
up
,
Mr
.
Baker
.
Marullo
’
s
in
trouble
.
"
