Ten minutes after Jim's departure McNally appeared. Harvey heard his voice in the outer office, then the deputy came to Harvey's desk.
“Mr. Frederick McNally,” said the official. “He asked for the Superintendent first, and I sent him in to Mr. Mattison, but he sent him back to you. Will you see him?”
“Yes,” replied Harvey. “And you may stay in the room.”
The deputy held open the door, while McNally entered.
“How are you, West?” he said brusquely. “There seems to be some confusion here. The Superintendent disclaims all authority, and refers me to you.”
“Sit down,” said Harvey, waiting for McNally to continue. Evidently McNally preferred to stand.
“I wish to see some one in authority, Mr. West.”
“You may talk with me.”
“You—are you in authority?”
Harvey bowed, and fingered a paper-weight.