GEORGE (outraged). Olivia!
DINAH. Righto. What fun!
[Exit DINAH.
GEORGE. Olivia, you don't seriously suggest that we should discuss
these things with a child like Dinah and a young man like Strange, a
mere acquaintance.
OLIVIA. Dinah will have to know. I'm very fond of her, George. You
can't send me away without telling Dinah. And Brian is my friend. You
have your solicitor and your aunt and your conscience to
consult--mayn't I even have Brian?
GEORGE (forgetting). I should have thought that your _husband_----
OLIVIA. Yes, but we don't know where Jacko is.
GEORGE. I was not referring to--er--Telworthy.
OLIVIA. Well then?
GEORGE. Well, naturally I--you mustn't--Oh, this is horrible!
(He comes back to his desk as the others come in.)
OLIVIA (getting up). George and I have had some rather bad news, Aunt
Julia. We wanted your advice. Where will you sit?
LADY MARDEN. Thank you, Olivia. I can sit down by myself. (She does
so, near GEORGE. DINAH sits on the sofa with OLIVIA, and BRIAN half
leans against the back of it. There is a hush of expectation. . . .) What
is it? Money, I suppose. Nobody's safe nowadays.
GEORGE (signalling for help). Olivia--
OLIVIA. We've just heard that my first husband is still alive.
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