PIM. Of course, of course!
[Enter GEORGE.
GEORGE. Ah, Mr. Pim, we meet at last. Sorry to have kept you waiting
before.
PIM. The apology should come from me, Mr. Marden for having--er--
GEORGE. Not at all. Very glad to meet you now. Any friend of Brymer's.
You want a letter to this man Fanshawe?
OLIVIA. Shall I be in your way at all?
PIM. Oh, no, no, please don't.
GEORGE. It's only just a question of a letter. (Going to his desk)
Fanshawe will put you in the way of seeing all that you want to see.
He's a very old friend of mine. (Taking a sheet of notepaper) You'll
stay to lunch, of course?
PIM. I'm afraid I am lunching with the Trevors--
GEORGE. Oh, well, they'll look after you all right. Good chap, Trevor.
PIM (to OLIVIA). You see, Mrs. Marden, I have only recently arrived
from Australia after travelling about the world for some years, and
I'm rather out of touch with my--er--fellow-workers in London.
OLIVIA. Oh yes. You've been in Australia, Mr. Pim?
GEORGE (disliking Australia). I shan't be a moment, Mr. Pim. (He
frowns at OLIVIA.)
PIM. Oh, that's all right, thank you. (to OLIVIA) Oh yes, I have been
in Australia more than once in the last few years.
OLIVIA.
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