I attested it.

I'll show it to you in just a moment, sir.

I have the copy right here." A minute later, Barry Houston was staring down at the printed lines of a copy of the contract and lease which had been shown him, days before, out in the mountains of Colorado.

Blankly he looked toward the servile Jenkins, awaiting the return of the documents, then toward the papers again.
"And I signed these, did I ?" "You certainly did, sir.

It was about five o'clock in the afternoon.
I remember it perfectly." "You're lying!" "I don't lie, sir.