 Let's see it. Oh, there's nothing left but a skeleton. I've got to get rid of this tray immediately. Quick, Walter, open the window. I'll take these dishes and lower them out... Just a moment, Miss Brooke. What's that you're holding in your hand? For all practical purposes, my death warrant. You see, Mr. Conklin... Silence! I... Put it down on your desk, please. Thank you.