BRIAN. Like this?
(_He looks the other way, kisses the tips of his fingers, and flicks it
carelessly in her direction. She pretends to catch it, kissing her own
hands_.)
DINAH. That was a lovely one. Now here's one coming for you.
(_She throws him a kiss. He catches it gracefully and conveys it to his
mouth_.)
BRIAN (_rising, and with a low bow_). Madam, I thank you.
DINAH (_curtsying_). Your servant, Mr. Strange,
OLIVIA (_rising from outside_). Dinah!
DINAH (_jumping up_). Hullo! (_Moving quickly to piano, plays "Mickey."_)
(BRIAN _throws away his cigarette and walks to_ L.)
(OLIVIA _comes in through the window up_ L., _followed by_ GEORGE _and_
LADY MARDEN, _the latter a vigorous young woman of sixty odd, who always
looks as if she were beagling_.)
OLIVIA (_coming down to_ DINAH _above piano_). Aunt Julia wants to see
the pigs, dear. I wish you'd take her down. I'm rather tired, and your
uncle has some business to attend to.
(GEORGE _sits in chair up_ C. _in front of writing-table_.)
LADY MARDEN (_moving down_ C.), I've always said that you don't take
enough exercise, Olivia. (_Turning to others_.) Look at me--sixty-five
and proud of it. (_Goes up_ R. _and takes up gloves and riding-whip from
writing-table_.)
OLIVIA (_taking off her coatee_). Yes, Aunt Julia, you're wonderful.
DINAH. How old would Olivia be if she took exercise?
(OLIVIA, _smiling, but with an admonishing look at_ DINAH, _comes up_ R.
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