"Thought you came in a while ago," said Matthews. "I was sitting here, half-asleep, and I could have sworn I heard the door open. Guess I was dreaming."
Delmuth looked up sharply. He looked around the office as though expecting to see someone there. He walked into a small private office, and turned on the light.
After a brief inspection he visited a similar room. Then he came back into the outer office and went to a large safe in the corner.
He appeared satisfied that no one was in the place besides himself and his employee.
Delmuth indulged in a harsh laugh as he opened the safe. He was still laughing as he brought out a heavy manila envelope and thrust it in his inside pocket.
"I have to laugh when I look at this safe," he declared.
"Why?" questioned Matthews.
Delmuth shut the safe and turned the knob. Then he pointed to the name on the safe.
"One of old Mayo's safes," he said, "To think that we've got one of them in here! He'd give plenty to have that safe — with its contents.
"Every time we put one over on him, we keep all the data in a Mayo safe. Funny, isn't it?"