Fish-bone?
PIM. Yes, yes, a herring, I understand.
OLIVIA (_becoming hysterical_). Do you mean he's dead?
PIM. Dead--of course he's dead. He's been dead----
OLIVIA (_laughing hysterically_). Oh, Mr. Pim, you--oh, what a husband to
have--oh, I----(_But that is all she can say for the moment_.)
LADY MARDEN. Pull yourself together, Olivia. (_To_ PIM.) So he really is
dead this time?
PIM. Oh, undoubtedly, undoubtedly. A fish-bone lodged in his throat.
(LADY MARDEN _retreats to settee_ R. _again_.)
GEORGE (_moving up_ C. _to_ L. _window, trying to realize it_). Dead!
Dead!
PIM (_rising and turning to_ OLIVIA, _alarmed at her hysteria_). Oh, but,
Mrs. Marden!
OLIVIA. I think you must excuse me, Mr. Pim. (_Crossing to_ C.) But a
herring! There's something about a herring----
(GEORGE _comes quickly to her, very concerned_.)
(PIM _is also very concerned_.)
(_Turning to_ GEORGE.) Oh, George! (_Shaking her head in a weak state of
laughter, turns to_ R. _and is about to hurry out of the room towards
staircase_ R.)
QUICK CURTAIN.
ACT III
SCENE.--_The same and furniture exactly as in_ ACT II.
(MR. PIM _is below settee_ L. _standing in same position as at the end
of_ ACT II. GEORGE MARDEN _is in centre of stage and_ LADY MARDEN _is at
foot of staircase. Their altitude is the same as at the end of_ ACT II,
_and all are concerned about_ OLIVIA'S _hysteria_.)
GEORGE. Dead! Dead!
PIM.
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