DINAH. You're more Olivia's sort. Well, we'll tell Olivia this morning.
OLIVIA (coming in). And what are you going to tell Olivia this morning? (She looks at them with a smile) Oh, well, I think I can guess.
(Shall we describe OLIVIA? But you will know all about her before the day is over.)
BRIAN (following). Say you understand, Mrs. Marden.
OLIVIA. Mrs. Marden, I am afraid, is a very dense person, Brian, but I think if you asked Olivia if she understood----
BRIAN. Bless you, Olivia. I knew you'd be on our side.
OLIVIA. I don't know if it's usual to kiss an aunt-in-law, Brian, but Dinah is such a very special sort of niece that--(she inclines her cheek and BRIAN kisses it).
DINAH. I say, you _are_ in luck to-day, Brian.
OLIVIA (going over to her chair by the work-table and getting to business with the curtains) And how many people have been told the good news?
DINAH. Oh, he just happened--I say, are those _the_ curtains? Then you're going to have them after all?
OLIVIA (with an air of surprise). After all what? But I decided on them long ago. (to BRIAN) You haven't told George yet?
BRIAN. I began to, you know, but I never got any farther than "Er--there's just--er--"
DINAH. George _would_ talk about pigs all the time.
OLIVIA. Well, I suppose you want me to help you.
BRIAN. It would be awfully decent of you. Of course, I'm not quite his sort really--
BRIAN. But I don't think he objects to me, and--
(GEORGE comes in, a typical, narrow-minded, honest country gentleman of forty odd.)
GEORGE (at the windows). What's all this about a Mr. Pim? (He kicks some of the mud off his boots) Who is he? Where is he? I had most important business with Lumsden, and the girl comes down and cackles about a Mr. Pim, or Ping, or something. Where did I put his card? (Bringing it out) Carraway Pim. Never heard of him in my life.
DINAH. He said he had a letter of introduction, Uncle George.
GEORGE. Oh, _you_ saw him, did you? Yes, that reminds me, there _was_ a letter--(he brings it out and reads it).
DINAH. He had to send a telegram. He's coming back.
BRIAN. These? (He picks them up and comes close to her.)
OLIVIA. Thank you. (She indicates GEORGE'S back. "Now?" says BRIAN with his eyebrows. She nods.)
GEORGE (reading). Ah well, a friend of Brymer's. Glad to oblige him. Yes, I know the man he wants. Coming back, you say, Dinah? Then I'll be going back. Send him down to the farm, Olivia, when he comes. (to BRIAN) Hallo, what happened to _you_?