Yes, yes, undoubtedly.
OLIVIA (holding out her hand with a charming smile). Then good-bye,
Mr. Pim, and thank you so much for--for all your trouble.
PIM. Not at all, Mrs. Marden. I can only assure you I--
DINAH (from the window). Hullo, here's Mr. Pim! (She comes in,
followed by BRIAN.)
PIM (anxiously looking at the door in case MR. MARDEN should come in).
Yes, yes, I--er--
DINAH. Oh, Mr. Pim, you mustn't run away without even saying how do
you do! Such old friends as we are. Why, it is ages since I saw you!
Are you staying to tea?
PIM. I'm afraid I--
OLIVIA. Mr. Pim has to hurry away, Dinah. You mustn't keep him.
DINAH. Well, but you'll come back again?
PIM. I fear that I am only a passer-by, Miss--er--Dinah.
OLIVIA. You can walk with him to the gate, dear.
PIM (gratefully to OLIVIA). Thank you. (He edges towards the window)
If you would be so kind, Miss Dinah--
BRIAN. I'll catch you up.
DINAH. Come along then, Mr. Pim. (As they go out) I want to hear all
about your _first_ wife. You haven't really told me anything yet.
(OLIVIA resumes her work, and BRIAN sits on the back of the sofa
looking at her.)
BRIAN (awkwardly). I just wanted to say, if you don't think it cheek,
that I'm--I'm on your side, if I may be, and if I can help you at all
I should be very proud of being allowed to.
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