Had he, McKeever, been there-- At this point he was interrupted by the easy, oily voice of M.Fernand.
"This is an infernal nuisance!" McKeever raised his eyebrows and waited for an explanation.

Two young men, very young, very straight, had just come into the rooms.

One he knew to be Jerry Smith.
"Another table and dealer wasted," declared M.Fernand.

"Smith--and, by heavens, he's brought some friend of his with him!" "Shall I see if I can turn them away without playing ?" asked McKeever.
"No, not yet.

Smith is a friend of John Mark.