Mr. Black, a friend of Mr. Wemmick's pounced into the room announcing his entrance. He wore a crisp black suit, leather shoes, a hat, and held a briefcase. He was not as eccentric as Mr. Wemmick, but definitely did not have an air of normality. Mr. Black was a benefactor to many successful young gentlemen. He came from a long line of royalty, and was given wealth at a young age. Although he was kind at heart, he did not spend money wisely at times.
"Hello, son. How do you do?" Mr. Black said with a smooth voice of confidence.
Pip looked at him and immediately took a liking to him. "Hello, Mr. Black. I am well thank you. And you?"
"Fine, fine. Now, let's get down to business."
Pip and Mr. Black spent a good few hours discussing investments and such. By the end, Mr. Black took his briefcase, and left.
That was the last Pip ever saw of Mr. Black again.
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