I didn’t see clearly then—the egg-julep was in my eyes. But now Lady Macphail is running after me, from one room to another, because she declares I must fulfil the destiny of a Macphail’s betrothed and lead the Strathspey by his side. But I won’t dance a deception before a room full of people!
Lady Twombley.
Imogen, there is nothing for you but this marriage or contemptible, cleanly poverty.
Imogen.
Poverty!
Lady Twombley.
Child, you are young to be told these things—but what do you think is likely to happen to pa and me?
Imogen.
Mamma, keep nothing from me.
Lady Twombley.