"I presume they are. Lewis and Company sold me this timber. Here are the papers. Will you undertake this matter for me?"
MacFarlan jerked his thumb towards the ceiling.
"This Lewis above me?"
"Yes."
Hollister laid the documents before MacFarlan. He ran through them, laid them down and looked reflectively at Hollister.
"I'm afraid," he said slowly, "you are making your move too late."
"Why?" Hollister demanded uneasily.
"Evidently you aren't aware what has happened to Lewis? I take it you haven't been reading the papers?"
"I haven't," Hollister admitted. "What has happened?"