Dowager.
I have a mother’s yearnings toward you.
Lady Euphemia Vibart.
We are too rejoiced!
Mrs. Gaylustre.
[To herself.] They’ve hooked him!
Lady Macphail.
[Bringing Macphail down.] Hush! Speak to her, Colin, lad. Let her hear how a Macphail greets the woman of his choice.
[Lady Macphail joins Sir Julian, the Dowager, and Lady Euphemia, while they all watch Macphail as he approaches Imogen.]
Lady Macphail.