OLIVIA. Oh, you mustn"t do that, Mr. Pim. It was really Dinah"s fault for inflicting all our family history on you.
PIM. Oh, but a charming young woman. I a.s.sure you I was very much interested in all that she told me. (Getting up) Well, Mrs.--er--Marden, I can only hope that you will forgive me for the needless distress I have caused you to-day.
OLIVIA. Oh, you mustn"t worry about that--please.
PIM. And you will tell your husband--you will break the news to him?
OLIVIA (smiling to herself). I will--break the news to him.
PIM. You understand how it is that I thought it better to come to you in the first place?
OLIVIA. I am very glad you did.
PIM (holding out his hand). Then I will say good-bye, and--er--
OLIVIA. Just a moment, Mr. Pim. Let us have it quite clear this time.
You never knew my husband, Jacob Telworthy, you never met him in Australia, you never saw him on the boat, and nothing whatever happened to him at Ma.r.s.eilles. Is that right?
PIM. Yes, yes, that is so.
OLIVIA. So that, since he was supposed to have died in Australia six years ago, he is presumably still dead?
PIM. Yes, yes, undoubtedly.
OLIVIA (holding out her hand with a charming smile). Then good-bye, Mr. Pim, and thank you so much for--for all your trouble.
PIM. Not at all, Mrs. Marden. I can only a.s.sure you I--
DINAH (from the window). Hullo, here"s Mr. Pim! (She comes in, followed by BRIAN.)
PIM (anxiously looking at the door in case MR. MARDEN should come in).
Yes, yes, I--er--
DINAH. Oh, Mr. Pim, you mustn"t run away without even saying how do you do! Such old friends as we are. Why, it is ages since I saw you!
Are you staying to tea?
PIM. I"m afraid I--
OLIVIA. Mr. Pim has to hurry away, Dinah. You mustn"t keep him.
DINAH. Well, but you"ll come back again?
PIM. I fear that I am only a pa.s.ser-by, Miss--er--Dinah.
OLIVIA. You can walk with him to the gate, dear.
PIM (gratefully to OLIVIA). Thank you. (He edges towards the window) If you would be so kind, Miss Dinah--
BRIAN. I"ll catch you up.
DINAH. Come along then, Mr. Pim. (As they go out) I want to hear all about your _first_ wife. You haven"t really told me anything yet.
(OLIVIA resumes her work, and BRIAN sits on the back of the sofa looking at her.)
BRIAN (awkwardly). I just wanted to say, if you don"t think it cheek, that I"m--I"m on your side, if I may be, and if I can help you at all I should be very proud of being allowed to.
OLIVIA (looking up at him). Brian, you dear. That"s sweet of you . . .
But it"s quite all right now, you know.
BRIAN. Oh, I"m so glad.
OLIVIA. Yes, that"s what Mr. Pim came back to say. He"d made a mistake about the name. (Smiling) George is the only husband I have.
BRIAN (surprised). What? You mean that the whole thing--that Pim--(With conviction) Silly a.s.s!
OLIVIA (kindly). Oh, well, he didn"t mean to be. (After a pause) Brian, do you know anything about the Law?
BRIAN. I"m afraid not. I hate the Law. Why?
OLIVIA (casually). Oh, I just--I was wondering--thinking about all the shocks we"ve been through to-day. Second marriages, and all that.
BRIAN. Oh! It"s a rotten business.
OLIVIA. I suppose there"s nothing wrong in getting married to the _same_ person twice?
BRIAN. A hundred times if you like, I should think.
OLIVIA. Oh?
BRIAN. After all, in France, they always go through it twice, don"t they? Once before the Mayor or somebody, and once in church.
OLIVIA. Of course they do! How silly of me . . . I think it"s rather a nice idea. They ought to do it in England more.
BRIAN. Well, once will be enough for Dinah and me, if you can work it.
(Anxiously) D"you think there"s any chance, Olivia?
OLIVIA (smiling). Every chance, dear.
BRIAN (jumping up). I say, do you really? Have you squared him? I mean, has he--
OLIVIA. Go and catch them up now. We"ll talk about it later on.
BRIAN. Bless you. Righto.
(As he goes out by the windows, GEORGE comes in at the door. GEORGE stands looking after him, and then turns to OLIVIA, who is absorbed in her curtains. He walks up and down the room, fidgeting with things, waiting for her to speak. As she says nothing, he begins to talk himself, but in an obviously unconcerned way. There is a pause after each answer of hers, before he gets out his next remark.)
GEORGE (casually). Good-looking fellow, Strange.