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Jimmy could hear voices in the passage outside. He recognized Lord Dreever's. McEachern continued to back away from the door. Lord Dreever entered, with Molly on his arm. "Hullo," said his lordship, looking round. "Hullo, Pitt! Here we all are, what?" "Lord Dreever wanted to smoke," said Molly. She smiled, but there was anxiety in her eyes. She looked quickly at her father and at Jimmy.
"I say," he said, "what I came round about was this. What have you got on just now?" Jimmy had imagined that his friend had dropped in to return the five-pound note he had borrowed, but his lordship maintained a complete reserve on the subject. Jimmy was to discover later that this weakness of memory where financial obligations were concerned was a leading trait in Lord Dreever's character.
"You didn't spend much time there, then." "Father had just made a good deal of money in Wall Street. He must have been making it when I was on the Lusitania. He wanted to leave New York, so we didn't wait. We were in London all the winter. Then, we went over to Paris. It was there we met Sir Thomas Blunt and Lady Julia. Have you met them? They are Lord Dreever's uncle and aunt."
The old walls still stood, gray, menacing and unchanged, but they were the only link with the past. Lord Dreever's position was one of some embarrassment. At no point in their history had the Dreevers been what one might call a parsimonious family.
This was Lord Dreever's friend, Hargate. Lord Dreever made the introductions; but, even as they shook hands, Jimmy had an impression that he had seen the man before. Yet, where or in what circumstances he could not remember. Hargate appeared to have no recollection of him, so he did not mention the matter.
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