He looked about him to meet a number of eyes that immediately occupied themselves with other things.

Possibly he coloured a little.

"Who is that talking with the lady in saffron ?" he asked, avoiding her eyes.
The person in question he learnt was one of the great organisers of the American theatres just fresh from a gigantic production at Mexico.

His face reminded Graham of a bust of Caligula.

Another striking looking man was the Black Labour Master.