Reggie loosened his collar, and pulled himself together.
"Would you mind taking a glass of lemonade to the lady in blue sitting on the settee over there by the statue," he said carefully.
He brightened up a little.
"Pretty good that! Not absolutely a test sentence, perhaps, like
'Truly rural' or 'The intricacies of the British Constitution'.
But nevertheless no mean feat."
"I say!" he continued, after a pause.
"Sir?"
"You haven't ever seen me before by any chance, if you know what I mean, have you?"
"No, sir."
"You haven't a brother, or anything of that shape or order, have you, no?"
"No, sir. I have often wished I had. I ought to have spoken to father about it. Father could never deny me anything."