It was Sam Needy, who for some instants followed him in silence.
"What are you about there?" said the director. "Why are you not in your place?"
Sam Needy answered respectfully, "Because I have something to say to you, Mr. Flint."
"What about?"
"Concerning Heartall."
"Still Heartall!" exclaimed the director.
"Always," replied Sam.
"Be quiet," said the director, walking on again. "You are not content, then, with your four-and-twenty hours of solitary confinement?"
Sam followed him—"Mr. Flint, give me back my comrade."
"Impossible!"