He hesitated just for a moment inside the door of the morning room.
He wondered if he should join those sitting in the bow window where Beau Brummel always used to sit and there was, he then noticed, a rather larger collection of his contemporaries at the end of the room.
Then, sitting not very far from the door, alone and reading The Morning Post, he saw an old friend of his father’s, the Marquis of Coleburn.
The Duke knew almost as if a voice was telling him so that here was the man he wanted.
The Marquis was one of the most respected and popular members of White’s Committee. A man of great charm, he had been a notable horseman in his time.
The Marquis always went out of his way to make friends with and look after a new member of White’s.
He, in fact, set a fine example in keeping
