“Sure. I’d forgotten it.”
Spade took the pistol out of his coat-pocket and handed it to Cairo.
Cairo pointed the pistol at Spade’s chest.
“You will please keep your hands on the top of the desk,” Cairo said earnestly. “I intend to search your offices.”
Spade said: “I’ll be damned.” Then he laughed in his throat and said: “All right. Go ahead. I won’t stop you.”