"Hey Arthur, I've got an idea..."
"Since I'm driving you out to Eel Marsh House in my shiny new motorcar, and you're only going out there to sort through Mrs Drablow's paperwork... why don't we load all the papers into the back of the car and bring them back to my place? Then you can go over them in comfort and safety at my nice cozy house, instead of spending the whole night trapped out here in this rancid old mansion on the flooded marshes with the creepy ghost lady following you around."
"Good idea, Sam. Why didn't I think of that?"