DINAH (_seeing it_). I shall love it.
BRIAN (_sincerely_). I'll make you love it. You shan't be sorry, Dinah.
DINAH. You shan't be sorry either, Brian.
BRIAN (_looking at her lovingly_). Oh, I know I shan't.... What will
Olivia think about it? Will she be surprised?
DINAH. Olivia? Oh, she's never surprised. She always seems to have
thought of things about half an hour before they happen. George just
begins to get hold of them about half an hour after they've happened.
(_Considering him, stroking his hair_.) After all, there's no reason why
George shouldn't like you, darling.
BRIAN. I'm not his sort, you know, really.
DINAH. You're more Olivia's sort. Well, we'll tell Olivia this morning.
(OLIVIA _comes in from top of staircase up R_.)
OLIVIA (_coming in_). And what are you going to tell Olivia this morning?
(_They jump up and go to her_.)
DINAH. Olivia, darling--
OLIVIA, Oh, well, I think I can guess,
(DINAH _goes to her_ R, _and_ BRIAN _to her_ L., _and they bring her
down_ C.)
BRIAN (_following_). Say you understand, Mrs. Marden.
OLIVIA. Mrs. Marden, I am afraid, is a very dense person, Brian, but I
think if you asked Olivia if she understood--
BRIAN. Bless you, Olivia. I _knew_ you'd be on our side.
DINAH. Of course she would.
OLIVIA. I don't know if it's usual to kiss an aunt-in-law, Brian, but
Dinah is such a very special sort of niece that--(_she inclines her cheek
and_ BRIAN _kisses it_).
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