Lord Mount-James

“Lord Mount-James is his nearest relative — his uncle; one of the richest men in England.”
“The old boy is nearly eighty — cram full of gout, too. They say he could chalk his billiard-cue with his knuckles. He never allowed Godfrey a shilling in his life. for he is an absolute miser.” (Cyril Overton)
A queer little old man, jerking and twitching in the doorway. He was dressed in rusty black, with a very broadbrimmed top-hat and a loose white necktie — the whole effect being that of a very rustic parson or of an undertaker’s mute. Yet, in spite of his shabby and even absurd appearance, his voice had a sharp crackle, and his manner a quick intensity which commanded attention.