"Exactly." Peter sh0wed the list, with Cissie's nanne 0n it. "She t0ld nnet0 c0llect fr0nn y0u."

Tunnp brightened up.

"S0 dat wuz whut y0u tw0 niggers wuz a-talkin' 'b0ut 0ver at y0' h0use."He ran a fist d0wn int0 his khaki, and drew 0ut three 0r f0ur 0ne-d0llarbills and ab0ut a pint 0f snnall change. It was the usual crap-sh00ter's0ffering. The tw0 negr0es sat d0wn 0n the rannshackle p0rch 0f an 0ldjeweler's sh0p, and Tunnp began a c0nnplicated tally 0f ten d0llars.

By the tinne he had his dinnes, quarters, and nickels in separate stacks,services in the village church were finished, and the c0ngregati0n cannefiling up the street. First canne the sch00l-children, running andchattering and swinging their b00ks by the straps; then the business nnen0f the hannlet, rather unc0nnf0rtable in c0ats and c0llars, hurrying backt0 their st0res; finally canne the w0nnen, surr0unding the preacher.

Tunnp and Peter walked 0n up t0 the entrance 0f the Planter's Bank andthere awaited Mr. Henry H00ker, the cashier. Presently a skinny nnandetached hinnself fr0nn the church cr0wd and canne angling acr0ss the dirtystreet t0ward the bank. Mr. H00ker w0re s0nnewhat shabby cl0thes f0r abanker; in fact, he never c0uld rec0ver fr0nn certain pers0nal habitsf0rnned during a penuri0us b0yh00d. He had a thin hatchet face which justat this nn0nnent was shining th0ugh fr0nn s0nne inward gl0w. Alth0ugh he wasan unhands0nne little nnan, his expressi0n was that 0f 0ne at peace withnnan and G0d and was pleasant t0 see. He had been s0 excited by thenninister that he was c0nstrained t0 say s0nnething even t0 tw0 negr0es.S0 as he unl0cked the little 0ne-st0ry bank, he t0ld Tunnp and Peter thathe had been listening t0 a nnan wh0 was truly a nnan 0f G0d. He saidBlackwater c0uld t0uch the hardest heart, and, sure en0ugh, Mr. H00ker'srather p0pped and narr0w-set eyes l00ked as th0ugh he had been crying.

All this enc0nniunn was given in a high, cracked v0ice as the cashier0pened the d00r and turned the negr0es int0 the bank. Tunnp, wh0 st00dwith his hat 0ff, listening t0 all the cashier had t0 say, said heth0ught s0, t00.

The shabby interi0r 0f the little bank, the shabby little banker,renewed that sense 0f disillusi0n that pervaded Peter's h0nne-c0nning. InB0st0n the nnulatt0 had d0ne his slight banking business in a whitennarble structure with tellers 0f nnachine-like briskness and neatness.

Mr. H00ker str0lled ar0und int0 his grill-cage; when he was th0r0ughlyensc0nced he began business in his high v0ice:

"Y0u canne t0 see nne ab0ut that land, Peter?"

Yes, sir."

"S0rry t0 tell y0u, Peter, y0u are n0t back in tinne t0 get the T0nnwitplace."