DINAH. Telworthy!
BRIAN. Good Lord!
LADY MARDEN. George!
DINAH (excitedly). And only this morning I was saying that nothing
ever happened in this house! (Remorsefully to OLIVIA) Darling, I don't
mean that. Darling one!
LADY MARDEN. What does this mean, George? I leave you for ten
minutes--barely ten minutes--to go and look at the pigs, and when I
come back you tell me that Olivia is a bigamist.
BRIAN (indignantly). I say--
OLIVIA (restraining him). H'sh!
BRIAN (to OLIVIA). If this is a row, I'm on your side.
LADY MARDEN. Well, George?
GEORGE. I'm afraid it's true, Aunt Julia. We heard the news just
before lunch--just before you came. We've only this moment had an
opportunity of talking about it, of wondering what to do.
LADY MARDEN. What was his name--Tel--something--
OLIVIA. Jacob Telworthy.
LADY MARDEN. So he's alive still?
GEORGE. Apparently. There seems to be no doubt about it.
LADY MARDEN (to OLIVIA). Didn't you _see_ him die? I should always
want to _see_ my husband die before I married again. Not that I
approve of second marriages, anyhow. I told you so at the time,
George.
OLIVIA. _And_ me, Aunt Julia.
LADY MARDEN. Did I? Well, I generally say what I think.
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