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The morning after Sir Garth's confession to Hessel, the cause of it, Major-General Sir Hunter Lorne, K. C. B., D. S. O., stepped from his car outside Ald House in Fenchurch Street, greeted the hall-porter cheerfully, refused the lift ("must keep young, you know, Canting") and climbed briskly up to the offices of the Victory Finance Company on the fourth floor.
The General was a well-built man of about five foot ten, very erect and extremely good-looking, with a straight nose, firm chin, brushed-up moustache, and dark hair only powdered with grey. There was nothing subtle about him; it was quite obvious that he would be an extremely good friend to people whom he liked and frankly contemptuous of those he did not understand. He had done well in command of a division in France (or, what was considered the same thing, the division which he commanded had done well) and was now confidently engaging in a campaign in which he would be even more dependent on the skill of those serving under him.