GEORGE. You get on much too quickly, young woman. (to BRIAN) So you want to marry my Dinah, eh?
BRIAN (with a smile). Well, I do rather, sir.
DINAH (hastily). Not at once, of course, George. We want to be engaged for a long time first, and write letters to each other, and tell each other how much we love each other, and sit next to each other when we go out to dinner.
GEORGE (to OLIVIA). Well, _that_ sounds fairly harmless, I think.
GEORGE (to BRIAN). Then you'd better have a talk with me--er--Brian.
GEORGE. Well, come along then. (Looking at his watch) I am going up to town after tea, so we'd better--
GEORGE (with the smile of the conspirator). A little business. Never you mind, young lady.
DINAH (calmly). All right. Only, bring me back something nice.
GEORGE (to BRIAN). Shall we walk down and look at the pigs?
OLIVIA. Don't go far, dear. I may want you in a moment.
GEORGE. All right, darling, we'll be on the terrace.
DINAH. Brian and George always try to discuss me in front of the pigs. So tactless of them. Are you going to London, too, darling?
DINAH. What are you going to do in London?
OLIVIA. Oh, shopping, and--one or two little things.
DINAH. I say, wasn't it lovely about Pim?
DINAH. Yes; he told me all about it. Making such a hash of things, I mean.
OLIVIA (innocently). Did he make a hash of things?
DINAH. Well, I mean keeping on coming like that. And if you look at it all round--well, for all he had to say, he needn't really have come at all.
OLIVIA (smiling to herself). I shouldn't quite say that, Dinah. (She stands up and shakes out the curtains.)
OLIVIA (demurely). I'm so glad everybody likes them. Tell George I'm ready, will you?
DINAH. I say, is _he_ going to hang them up for you?
OLIVIA. Well, I thought he could reach best.
DINAH. Righto! What fun! (At the windows) George! George! (to OLIVIA) Brian is just telling George about the five shillings he's got in the Post Office. . . . George!
(He hurries in, the model husband, BRIAN follows.)
OLIVIA. Oh, George, just hang these up for me, will you?
GEORGE. Of course, darling. I'll get the steps from the library.
(BRIAN takes out his sketching block. It is obvious that his five shillings has turned the scale. He bows to DINAH. He kisses OLIVIA'S hand with an air. He motions to DINAH to be seated.)