Everything about this club of Lionel's depressed Jane, and not least the ordeal to which visitors were subjected immediately on entering. They found themselves in a vast hall liberally provided with repellent-looking statues and presided over by a porter who might have been the model for any one of them. To him they have their names and the name of their host, and the porter, plainly not believing their story for a moment but deciding that it would be amusing to lure them on beore exposing their pretensions, dispatched a page in quest of the member they asked for, confident that he would return with the information that the gentleman had nevr heard of them in his life. And that, he seemed to be saying, would teach them not to come here trying to borrow money.
(from The Purloined Paperweight, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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