"I don't have answers." Temmit said. "And I get the notion that this Henry Fellow is dead by now."
He considered the bank book then. "But I can't accept this." He said. "It doesn't feel right; you held your part of the bizarre bargain. This money is yours." He held the bank book towards the old man. "The reality is that I wasn't involved in this at all. Perhaps Mr. Fellow was working on your behalf, and I'm nothing more than an excuse for him to help you? Perhaps he felt that he owed you something." He's certainly no one that I've ever heard of, and will likely never hear from him again, I'm thinking."
He considered the bank book then. "But I can't accept this." He said. "It doesn't feel right; you held your part of the bizarre bargain. This money is yours." He held the bank book towards the old man. "The reality is that I wasn't involved in this at all. Perhaps Mr. Fellow was working on your behalf, and I'm nothing more than an excuse for him to help you? Perhaps he felt that he owed you something." He's certainly no one that I've ever heard of, and will likely never hear from him again, I'm thinking."