Lady Am. Who is this?
[To Sir George, pointing at Rover.
Sir Geo. Some puppy unknown.
Lady Am. And you don't know this gentleman?
[To Rover, points to Sir George.
Rover. Excellently well; "He's a fishmonger."
Sir Geo. A what?
Lady Am. Yes, father and son are determined not to know each other. You know this youth? [To Rover.]
Rover. [To Harry.] "My friend, Horatio"—"I wear him in my heart's core, yea, in my heart of heart, as I do thee." [Embracing.
Sir Geo. Such freedom with my niece before my face! Do you know that lady, do you know my son, sir?