Oo, lots of pirates and Dyaks and cannibals and--other people.
JILL. What sort of other people?
OLIVER. I shan't tell you. This is a special think I thought last
night. As soon as I thought of it, I decided to keep it for
(impressively) a moment of great emergency.
JILL (silenced). Oh! . . . Oliver?
OLIVER Yes?
JILL. Let me be on your desert island this time. Because I did try to
help you.
OLIVER. Well--well---- (Generously) Well, you can if you like.
JILL. Oh, thank you, Oliver. Won't you tell me what it's about, and
then we can both think it together this afternoon.
OLIVER. I expect you'll think all sorts of silly things that _never_
happen on a desert island.
JILL. I'll try not to, Oliver, if you tell me.
OLIVER. All right.
JILL (coming close to him). Go on.
OLIVER. Well, you see, I've been wrecked, you see, and the ship has
foundered with all hands, you see, and I've been cast ashore on a
desert island, you see.
JILL. Haven't I been cast ashore too?
OLIVER. Well, you will be this afternoon, of course. Well, you see, we
land on the island, you see, and it's a perfectly ripping island, you
see, and--and we land on it, you see, and. . . .
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(But we are getting on too fast.
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