Miss Seaton. Pleased? I can hardly be that under the circumstances, Mr. Claymore!
Lord Strath. Well, I only thought—we used to be such friends once. You seem so changed!
Miss Seaton. I am not the only one who is changed, I think. You seem to have changed everything—even your name. What ought I to call you, by the way, I didn't catch it exactly. "Lord Somebody," wasn't it?
Lord Strath. Never mind the confounded name, I have heard quite enough of it already! It's not my fault if I'm what I am. I never wanted to be Strathsporran!
Miss Seaton. Then you really are Lord Strathsporran! Oh, Douglas, how could you?
Lord Strath. I didn't. It was all that accident to my poor uncle and cousin. And I'm about the poorest Peer in Scotland; if that's any excuse for me!
Miss Seaton. How can it be any excuse for your coming here? Have you no pride, Douglas!
Lord Strath. My goodness, what is there to be proud about? Why shouldn't I dine with anybody, provided——?
Miss Seaton. Please don't excuse yourself—I can't bear it. You know it is unworthy of you to be here!
Lord Strath. I don't indeed. I came here simply as a——