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“
Count
them
,
”
said
a
voice
in
his
ear
.
He
put
his
hand
into
the
first
of
the
boxes
and
lifted
the
stack
,
letting
the
separate
parcels
fall
.
They
were
bills
of
fifty
and
one
hundred
dollars
done
in
packages
of
a
thousand
.
He
thought
he
counted
ten
such
.
“
Why
don
’
t
I
shut
the
safe
?
”
his
mind
said
to
itself
,
lingering
.
“
What
makes
me
pause
here
?
”
For
answer
there
came
the
strangest
words
:
“
Did
you
ever
have
ten
thousand
dollars
in
ready
money
?
”
Lo
,
the
manager
remembered
that
he
had
never
had
so
much
.
All
his
property
had
been
slowly
accumulated
,
and
now
his
wife
owned
that
.
He
was
worth
more
than
forty
thousand
,
all
told
—
but
she
would
get
that
.
He
puzzled
as
he
thought
of
these
things
,
then
pushed
in
the
drawers
and
closed
the
door
,
pausing
with
his
hand
upon
the
knob
,
which
might
so
easily
lock
it
all
beyond
temptation
.
Still
he
paused
.
Finally
he
went
to
the
windows
and
pulled
down
the
curtains
.
Then
he
tried
the
door
,
which
he
had
previously
locked
.
What
was
this
thing
,
making
him
suspicious
?
Why
did
he
wish
to
move
about
so
quietly
.
He
came
back
to
the
end
of
the
counter
as
if
to
rest
his
arm
and
think
.
Then
he
went
and
unlocked
his
little
office
door
and
turned
on
the
light
.
He
also
opened
his
desk
,
sitting
down
before
it
,
only
to
think
strange
thoughts
.
“
The
safe
is
open
,
”
said
a
voice
.
“
There
is
just
the
least
little
crack
in
it
.
The
lock
has
not
been
sprung
.
”
The
manager
floundered
among
a
jumble
of
thoughts
.
Now
all
the
entanglement
of
the
day
came
back
.
Also
the
thought
that
here
was
a
solution
.
That
money
would
do
it
.
If
he
had
that
and
Carrie
.
He
rose
up
and
stood
stock
-
still
,
looking
at
the
floor
.
