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MR. PIM. Dear me! Dear me!
GEORGE. Now, let us have this quite clear, Mr. Pim. You say that the man, Telworthy, Jacob Telworthy, is dead?
MR. PIM. Telworthy, yes--didn't I say Telworthy? This man I was telling you about--
GEORGE. He's dead?
MR. PIM. Yes, yes, he died at Ma.r.s.eilles.
LADY MARDEN. A dispensation of Providence, George. One can look at it in no other light.
GEORGE. Dead! (Suddenly annoyed) Really, Mr. Pim, I think you might have told us before.
MR. PIM. But I--I _was_ telling you--I--
GEORGE. If you had only told us the whole story at once, instead of in two--two instalments like this, you would have saved us all a good deal of anxiety.
MR. PIM. Really, I--
LADY MARDEN. I am sure Mr. Pim meant well, George, but it seems a pity he couldn't have said so before. If the man was dead, _why_ try to hush it up?
MR. PIM (lost again). Really, Lady Marden, I--
GEORGE (getting up). Well, well, at any rate, I am much obliged to you, Mr. Pim, for having come down to us this afternoon. Dead! _De mortuis_, and so forth, but the situation would have been impossible had he lived. Good-bye! (Holding out his hand) Good-bye!
LADY MARDEN. Good-bye, Mr. Pim.
MR. PIM. Good-bye, good-bye! (GEORGE takes him to the door.) Of course, if I had--(to himself) Telworthy--I _think_ that was the name.
(He goes out, still wondering.)
GEORGE (with a sigh of thankfulness). Well! This is wonderful news, Aunt Julia.
LADY MARDEN. Most providential! . . . You understand, of course, that you are not married to Olivia?
GEORGE (who didn't). Not married?
LADY MARDEN. If her first husband only died at Ma.r.s.eilles a few days ago--
GEORGE. Good Heavens!
LADY MARDEN. Not that it matters. You can get married quietly again.
n.o.body need know.
GEORGE (considering it). Yes . . . yes. Then all these years we have been--er--Yes.
LADY MARDEN. Who's going to know?
GEORGE. Yes, yes, that's true. . . . And in perfect innocence, too.
LADY MARDEN. I should suggest a Registry Office in London.
GEORGE. A Registry Office, yes.
LADY MARDEN. Better go up to town this afternoon. Can't do it too quickly.
GEORGE. Yes, yes. We can stay at an hotel--
LADY MARDEN (surprised). George!
GEORGE. What?
LADY MARDEN. _You_ will stay at your club.
GEORGE. Oh--ah--yes, of course, Aunt Julia.
LADY MARDEN. Better take your solicitor with you to be on the safe side. . . . To the Registry Office, I mean.
GEORGE. Yes.
LADY MARDEN (getting up). Well, I must be getting along, George. Say good-bye to Olivia for me. And those children. Of course, you won't allow this absurd love-business between them to come to anything?
GEORGE. Most certainly not. Good-bye, Aunt Julia!
LADY MARDEN (indicating the windows). I'll go _this_ way. (As she goes) And get Olivia out more, George. I don't like these hysterics.
You want to be firm with her.
GEORGE (firmly) Yes, yes! Good-bye!
(He waves to her and then goes back to his seat.)
(OLIVIA comes in, and stands in the middle of the room looking at him.
He comes to her eagerly.)
GEORGE (holding out his hands). Olivia! Olivia! (But it is not so easy as that.)
OLIVIA (drawing herself up proudly). Mrs. Telworthy!
ACT III
(OLIVIA is standing where we left her at the end of the last act.)
GEORGE (taken aback). Olivia, I--I don't understand.
OLIVIA (leaving melodrama with a little laugh and coming down to him). Poor George! Did I frighten you rather?
