The honour is all yours, Carruthers.

I don't appear on the stage.

That's understood?
Yes?
Well, then"-- he handed over the signed confession--"is the 'scoop' big enough ?" Carruthers fingered the sheets, but his eyes in a bewildered way searched Jimmie Dale's face.
"Big enough!" he echoed, as though invoking the universe.

"It's the biggest thing the newspaper game has ever known.

But how did you come to do it?
What started you?
Where did you get your lead ?" "Why, from you, I guess, Carruthers," Jimmie Dale answered thoughtfully, with artfully puckered brow.