Who is this beau ?" "I'll present him to your grace," said Rotherby shortly.

He had pretentions at being a beau himself; but his grace--supreme arbiter in such matters--had never yet remarked it.
They moved across the room, greetings passing as they went.

At their approach, Mr.Caryll looked up.

Rotherby made him a leg with an excessive show of deference, arguing irony.

"'Tis an unlooked-for pleasure to meet you here, sir," said he in a tone that drew the attention of all present.
"No pleasures are so sweet as the unexpected," answered Mr.Caryll, with casual amiability, and since he perceived at once the errand upon which Lord Rotherby was come to him, he went half-way to meet him.