"Then I simply must introduce you." Mariella purred, slipping her arm around the young girl and steering her in the direction on Lord Edgar. He was talking to some terribly fastidious looking men - bankers no doubt - but Mariella was not about to wait for their conversation to finish. Being beautiful and foreign allowed you an air of rudeness that would not be tolerated otherwise, and George had his own reasons not to make a fuss.
"Lord Edgar, I do apologise for the interruption but there is someone you simply must meet. Miss Elizabeth Hamilton, your Lordship." She let her hold on the young thing drop, waiting to see if George would be good enough to take the bait she offered him or if she would need to press harder for his attentions to be moved.