noon
Then he returned to the little room back of the offices to finish his lonely lunch ; for Pliny was away from his desk three days now with an attack of summer complaint -- nothing serious , but keeping him at home for a short season . Five minutes later he saw Mr. Graylock pass out . Then one of the tellers returned and the cashier went home to his dinner . During the balance of the day Dick often thought of what had occurred during the noon hour , and wondered whether the owner of the big store could really be getting into deep water financially . Already he had learned that those in the bank must never talk about what they happen to learn or suspect , and so he made up his mind to keep his suspicions to himself . At any rate it was none of his business , and while he had no affection for Mr. Graylock he certainly did not feel like exulting over the fact that impending trouble hovered over his devoted head . Once , when he had occasion to pass into the vault he saw that someone , possibly the teller , had taken pains to remove the packet from the shelf , and that it was undoubtedly now safely reposing in the inner receptacle of the big vault ; indeed , the door of this being ajar Dick fancied he could see the buff envelope with the heavy rubber band sticking out of one of the various pigeon-holes .