"You know what I want to ask you, of course. This affidavit that you gave Mr. Windsor is the cause of our visit."
"So I presume." Williams was imperturbable. "As you may imagine, it was not given of my own choice, but from necessity."
"Every statement in this affidavit," went on Armstrong coolly, "is false—"
"One moment, if you please," intervened Williams, and looked up at Windsor. "May I inquire whether this conversation is to be made a matter of record? In such event, I should like to have my lawyer present."
Windsor nodded. "If you like, of course. But this is entirely informal and between ourselves. You are compelled to answer nothing."
"Thank you. In that case, Mr. Armstrong, proceed. I have nothing to conceal."
Armstrong faced defeat, and knew it.
"The statements in this affidavit will have to be backed up on the stand," he continued. "You realize that?"
"Certainly."
"You say that I corresponded with you in regard to the Deming Company's affairs, in June of last year, urging you to put upon the market a stock issue which I might handle. What proof have you of such a statement? Are you able to produce the correspondence?"