Challoner was white-haired, straight, and spare, with aquiline features and piercing eyes; Greythorpe broad-shouldered and big, with a heavy-jawed, thoughtful face.

They had been fast friends since their first meeting a number of years ago, when Challoner was giving evidence before a parliamentary commission.
"So you have not heard from Blake after the day he came here," Greythorpe said.
"Never directly," Challoner replied.

"On the whole, it is better so, though I regret it now and then.

A weakness on my part, perhaps, but I was fond of Dick and expected much from him.

However, it seems that Bertram and Margaret Keith met him in Montreal, and she is coming here to-morrow." "A very sad affair." Greythorpe mused.