midnight
Yawning hopelessly , Perry leaned against the desk , wondering how on earth he had ever managed to be out $ 396,492.11 in a ledger with deposits of only $ 400,000 ... . The town of Mt. Alban was silent . The main street was in darkness , except for the gleam that came from the windows of three bank buildings . It was past midnight , but out of twenty bankboys in the town , fifteen were still working . In one of the banks a young clerk slept , with his head on his hands and his hands on an interest table . The ledger-keeper found him thus . `` Too dang bad , '' he said to Perry ; `` I forgot all about him ... .