GEORGE. I ought to tell you, Aunt Julia, that no blame attaches to
Olivia over this. Of that I am perfectly satisfied. It's nobody's
fault, except----
LADY MARDEN. Except Telworthy's. _He_ seems to have been rather
careless. Well, what are you going to do about it?
GEORGE. That's just it. It's a terrible situation. There's bound to be
so much publicity. Not only all this, but--but Telworthy's past
and--and everything.
LADY MARDEN. I should have said that it was Telworthy's present which
was the trouble. Had he a past as well?
OLIVIA. He was a fraudulent company promoter. He went to prison a good
deal.
LADY MARDEN. George, you never told me this!
GEORGE. I--er----
OLIVIA. I don't see _why_ he should want to talk about it.
DINAH (indignantly). What's it got to do with Olivia, anyhow? It's not
_her_ fault.
LADY MARDEN (sarcastically). Oh no, I daresay it's mine.
OLIVIA (to GEORGE). YOU wanted to ask Aunt Julia what was the right
thing to do.
BRIAN (bursting out). Good Heavens, what _is_ there to do except the
one and only thing? (They all look at him and he becomes embarrassed)
I'm sorry. You don't want _me_ to--
OLIVIA. _I_ do, Brian.
LADY MARDEN. Well, go on, Mr. Strange.
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