The wizard's attention had been on the Greengrass girl with an almost covetous gleam in his eye. He almost hadn't noticed the other girl until she touched him. "Huh?" he started. "Ah, erm, yes. Of course." He offered Euphemia his hand.
"You're Clive's daughter, aren't you?" Remembering his manners, he added, "I'm Archibald MacFusty."