At sight of him, Lyne dropped the newspaper he had been reading, opened the door of the car and jumped out, walking towards the released prisoner.
"Well, Sam," he said, genially "you didn't expect me ?" The man stopped as if he had been shot, and stood staring at the fur-coated figure.

Then: "Oh, Mr.Lyne," he said brokenly.

"Oh, guv'nor!" he choked, and tears streamed down his face, and he gripped the outstretched hand in both of his, unable to speak.
"You didn't think I'd desert you, Sam, eh ?" said Mr.Lyne, all aglow with consciousness of his virtue.
"I thought you'd given me up, sir," said Sam Stay huskily.

"You're a gentleman, you are, sir, and I ought to be ashamed of myself!" "Nonsense, nonsense, Sam! Jump into the car, my lad.

Go along.