Enter Victoria, followed leisurely by Percy, a very young man who is always smiling to himself, unconsciously.
VICTORIA [going straight to Lady Wargrave and grasping her hand].
Good evening, Lady Wargrave, I have taken the liberty of bringing a friend whose name is no doubt known to you—Mr. Percy Pettigrew.
[Percy bows distantly, smiling.
LADY WARGRAVE.
Pettigrew, did you say?
PERCY.
Percy Bysshe Pettigrew.
[Smiling.
LADY WARGRAVE.