each other at a concourse a few years ago.'
'Of course, I displayed my Stutz and you had a Hispano Suiza.'
'Yes, that's right.' The man looked behind Pitt at the festivities. 'It seems I've come at a bad time.'
'No, no,' said Pitt in a happy mood. 'It's my wedding day. You're welcome to join the party.'
'That's very gracious of you.'
'I'm sorry, I've forgotten your name.'
The old man looked at him and smiled. 'Cussler, Clive Cussler.'
Pitt studied Cussler pensively for a long moment. 'Strange,' he said in a vague tone, 'I get the feeling I've known you for a long time.'
'Perhaps in another dimension.'
Pitt put his arm around Cussler's shoulders. 'Come on in, Clive, before my guests drink up all the champagne.'
Together, they stepped into the hangar and closed the door.
