I let myself in. The door was unlocked.
Knox
I must have forgotten it.
Gifford
(Drawing bundle of documents from inside breast pocket and handing them to Knox.) Well, there they are.
Knox
(Fingering them curiously.) You are sure they are originals? (Gifford nods.)
I can't take any chances, you know. If Gherst changed his mind after I gave my speech and refused to show the originals—such things have happened.
Gifford
That's what I told him. He was firm on giving duplicates, and for awhile it looked as if my trip to New York was wasted. But I stuck to my guns. It was originals or nothing with you, I said, and he finally gave in.