About five o'clock
The bank has the greatest advertising system in the country and the least expensive . It carries the biggest bluff on earth . The bank 's on a par with political flag-wavers when it comes to handing the people the bunco . '' About five o'clock Mr. Willis , the old general-ledger clerk and ex-manager , edged over toward the cash book , with his hat on and a pipe in his mouth . `` Well , Watson , '' he said , lighting a match , `` how 's your successor coming along ? '' The match was burning down , but Willis held it tantalizingly away from the pipe while he added : `` Why do n't you introduce him ? '' While the match threatened to burn the old clerk 's fingers he slowly greeted Evan , and puffing a last flickering flame into his bowl , in a way that showed how closely he had , during years of smoking , studied the science of combustion , asked : `` How do you think you are going to like city work , Mr. Nelson ? ''