"Don't worry about O'Rourke," he said.
Later in the evening Hemming found a gray-haired gentleman standing alone, lost in contemplation of a black and white hunting picture. He seemed dazed, and ill at ease.
"Mr. Hemming," he said, "my name is Hudson, and my daughter has just introduced me to a Mr. O'Rourke. Have you ever met him?"
"Several times," replied Hemming.
"A gentleman, I suppose?"
"Certainly."
"A man of property?"
"Inconsiderable."
"An adventurer, perhaps?"
"Just as I am."