carnaby. Twins!
george. Yes, a boy and a girl . . . I'm the father of a boy and a girl.
carnaby. [In dignified, indignant horror.] No one of you dared tell me that much!
sarah and ann come from the house.
george. You could have asked me for news of your grandchildren.
carnaby. Twins is an insult.
sarah. But you look very cheerful, George.
george. I am content.
sarah. I'm surprised.
george. I am surprised.