OLIVIA (looking up at him). Brian, you dear. That's sweet of you . . .
But it's quite all right now, you know.
BRIAN. Oh, I'm so glad.
OLIVIA. Yes, that's what Mr. Pim came back to say. He'd made a mistake
about the name. (Smiling) George is the only husband I have.
BRIAN (surprised). What? You mean that the whole thing--that
Pim--(With conviction) Silly ass!
OLIVIA (kindly). Oh, well, he didn't mean to be. (After a pause)
Brian, do you know anything about the Law?
BRIAN. I'm afraid not. I hate the Law. Why?
OLIVIA (casually). Oh, I just--I was wondering--thinking about all the
shocks we've been through to-day. Second marriages, and all that.
BRIAN. Oh! It's a rotten business.
OLIVIA. I suppose there's nothing wrong in getting married to the
_same_ person twice?
BRIAN. A hundred times if you like, I should think.
OLIVIA. Oh?
BRIAN. After all, in France, they always go through it twice, don't
they? Once before the Mayor or somebody, and once in church.
OLIVIA. Of course they do! How silly of me . . . I think it's rather a
nice idea. They ought to do it in England more.
BRIAN. Well, once will be enough for Dinah and me, if you can work it.
(Anxiously) D'you think there's any chance, Olivia?
OLIVIA (smiling).
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