[Bowing to Sir Julian.] Mamma, I think that gentleman wishes to be presented to me. I have no objection, if you consider him a person I ought to know.
Lady Twombley.
[Kissing Imogen.] Ah, Julian, our sweet child!
Sir Julian Twombley.
[Taking Imogen’s hand.] My dear.
Imogen.
[With dignity.] I am pleased to make your acquaintance. I’ve heard you mentioned very kindly by my little friend, Imogen Twombley. Pray sit down, and I’ll sit on your lap. [Imogen sits on Sir Julian’s knee and puts her arm round his neck.] Oh, papa, I have been so nervous!
Mrs. Gaylustre.
I quite sympathize. I was shockingly nervous when I was presented.
Imogen.