Of course you couldn't.
BRIAN. No. Well, you see how it was. And then when we'd finished
talking about pigs, we started talking _to_ the pigs----
DINAH (eagerly). Oh, _how_ is Arnold?
BRIAN. The little black-and-white one? He's very jolly, I believe, but
naturally I wasn't thinking about him much. I was wondering how to
begin. And then Lumsden came up, and wanted to talk pig-food, and the
atmosphere grew less and less romantic, and--and I gradually drifted
away.
DINAH. Poor darling. Well, we shall have to approach him through
Olivia.
BRIAN. But I always wanted to tell her first; she's so much easier.
Only you wouldn't let me.
DINAH. That's _your_ fault, Brian. You would tell Olivia that she
ought to have orange-and-black curtains.
BRIAN. But she _wants_ orange-and-black curtains.
DINAH. Yes, but George says he's not going to have any futuristic
nonsense in an honest English country house, which has been good
enough for his father and his grandfather and his great-grandfather,
and--and all the rest of them. So there's a sort of strained feeling
between Olivia and George just now, and if Olivia were to--sort of
recommend you, well, it wouldn't do you much good.
BRIAN (looking at her).
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