You see, being a guest in their house--
DINAH. But, darling child, what _have_ you been doing all this morning
_except_ telling George?
BRIAN. Oh, _trying_ to tell George.
DINAH (_nodding_). Yes, of course, there's a difference.
BRIAN. I think he _guessed_ there was something up, and he took me down
to see the pigs--he said he had to see the pigs at once--I don't know
why; an appointment perhaps. And we talked about pigs all the way, and I
couldn't say, "Talking about pigs, I want to marry your niece--"
DINAH (_with mock indignation_). Oh, of course you couldn't.
BRIAN. No. Well, you see how it was. And then when we'd finished talking
_about_ pigs, we started talking _to_ the pigs--
DINAH (_eagerly_). Oh, _how_ is Arnold?
BRIAN. Arnold...? Oh yes, that's the little black-and-white one? He's
very jolly, I believe, but naturally I wasn't thinking about him much. I
was wondering how to begin. And then Lumsden came up, and wanted to talk
pig-food, and the atmosphere grew less and less romantic, and--and I
gradually drifted away.
DINAH. Oh, poor darling! Well, we shall have to approach him through
Olivia.
BRIAN. But I always wanted to tell her first; she's so much easier. Only
_you_ wouldn't let me.
DINAH. That's _your_ fault, Brian. You would tell Olivia that she ought
to have orange-and-black curtains in here.
BRIAN. But she wants orange and black curtains in here.
DINAH. Yes.
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