May I see you a moment ?" "Who is it ?" "No one you know--yet.

I 've come to talk to you about your partner.
May I come in ?" "Yes." Fairchild was fully alive now to the activities that the day held before him.

The door opened, and a young man, alert, almost cocky in manner, with black, snappy eyes showing behind horn-rimmed glasses, entered and reached for the sole chair that the room contained.
"My name 's Farrell," he announced.

"Randolph P.Farrell.

And to make a long story short, I 'm your lawyer." "My lawyer ?" Fairchild stared.