These he shoved aside now, and, very carefully, very legibly, made a copy on fresh sheets.

As he finished, he heard a car draw up in front of the house.

Jimmie Dale folded the copied sheets neatly, tucked them in his pocket, lighted a cigarette, and was lolling lazily in his chair as Jason announced: "Mr.Carruthers, sir, and another gentleman to see you." "Show them up, Jason," instructed Jimmie Dale.
Jimmie Dale rose from his chair as they came in.

Jason, well-trained servant, closed the door behind them.
"Hello, Carruthers; hello, inspector," said Jimmie Dale pleasantly, and waved them to seats.

"Take this chair, Carruthers." He motioned to one at his elbow.