OLIVIA. I'm so glad, dear. Then your income--you aren't getting
anxious at all?
GEORGE (stiffly). You know perfectly well what my income is. I see no
reason for anxiety in the future.
OLIVIA. Ah, well, then we needn't think about that any more. Well,
then, there is another thing to be considered.
GEORGE. I can't make out what you're up to. Don't you want to get
married; to--er--legalise this extraordinary situation in which we are
placed?
OLIVIA. I want to be sure that I am going to be happy, George. I can't
just jump at the very first offer I have had since my husband died,
without considering the whole question very carefully.
GEORGE. So I'm under consideration, eh?
OLIVIA. Every suitor is.
GEORGE (sarcastically, as he thinks). Well, go on.
OLIVIA. Well, then, there's your niece. You have a niece who lives
with you. Of course Dinah is a delightful girl, but one doesn't like
marrying into a household in which there is another grown-up woman.
But perhaps she will be getting married herself soon?
GEORGE. I see no prospect of it.
OLIVIA. I think it would make it much easier if she did.
GEORGE. Is this a threat, Olivia? Are you telling me that if I do not
allow young Strange to marry Dinah, you will not marry me?
OLIVIA.
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