After questioning Pentecost on other points, the business transaction between Haworth and the firm was taken up,—the fourteen-day option, the payment of the thirty-five thousand dollars, the arrangement made with him for coming on to New York and setting up and adjusting the machine, and his agreement to work under their direction for five years. “It was a cash transaction I understand—this payment of thirty-five thousand?” “Yes—he insisted on having it that way.” “Do you know his reasons for that?” “No.” “You actually paid him that amount—in bills?” “Yes. That is to say, he received it from the firm. Alfred Harker, our secretary, was the one who handed it to him.” “But you saw—yourself—that that amount was paid over to him?” “Yes, I did. I watched Harker counting it out for him.” “Into his hands?” “Well, no, it was rather too bulky for that. He counted it out on the table.” “And Haworth took it?” “Yes.” “What did he do with it—put it in his pocket?” “I’m not sure, but I should say not. It was rather too large for an ordinary pocket.” “Mr. Pentecost, where, exactly, was that bunch of bills when you last saw it?” “My recollection isn’t clear enough to admit of a positive statement. I have the impression that Haworth held it in his hands a short time and then put it down on the table and stood there with one hand resting on it.” “What happened then?” “Soon after the money was paid we left the house.” “Did he bring it to the door with him when he went to see you out?” “He didn’t come to the door—we left him standing at the table.” “He said good night to you there?” “Yes. And it was then that he was standing—as I remember it—with one hand resting on the stack of bills.” “You referred to an agreement you made with him for working under your direction. Was he entirely willing to agree to this or did you have to urge it to some extent?” “We had some discussion, but he finally saw it was to his advantage, and signed the contract willingly.” “Have you that contract with you?” “My partner took charge of it. I can wire him and he’ll get it in the mail to-night.” “Kindly do that.” The next inquiries were as to the machine the firm had bought, and Pentecost described it as well as he could and offered to have the blueprints sent over from New York—an offer which was accepted. He was unable, when asked, to give any information concerning Augustus Findlay as he’d never seen him nor even heard his name mentioned, nor could he tell the Inspector anything about the butler, Dreek, as he’d only seen him once or twice in the performance of his duties and once when he was called in to sign as a witness.... Yes, he should say it was quite possible this butler, Dreek, had seen the bunch of money.... No, he had no idea how it happened that Mr. Haworth had sent to a New York agency for a butler. Shortly after that he was excused, the Inspector intimating that he’d like to have another chat with him in the near future.