He took out the drawer again and lifted the bills. They were sosmooth, so compact, so portable. How little they made, afterall. He decided he would take them. Yes, he would. He wouldput them in his pocket. Then he looked at that and saw theywould not go there. His hand satchel! To be sure, his handsatchel. They would go in that--all of it would. No one wouldthink anything of it either. He went into the little office andtook it from the shelf in the corner. Now he set it upon hisdesk and went out toward the safe. For some reason he did notwant to fill it out in the big room.First he brought the bills and then the loose receipts of theday. He would take it all. He put the empty drawers back andpushed the iron door almost to, then stood beside it meditating.…