Oh dear! Oh dear! I'm afraid I broke the news rather hastily. The
double shock of losing one husband and being restored to another--
LADY MARDEN (_coming to_ GEORGE). A dispensation of Providence, George.
One can regard it in no other light. (_Moves to_ R. _of writing-table_.)
GEORGE (_coming to_ PIM). Yes! Yes! Well, I'm much obliged to you, Mr.
Pim, for having come down to us this afternoon, and you understand that
your news, though tardy, has been very welcome. _De Mortuis_, and so
forth.
(LADY MARDEN _crosses at back of writing-table to_ L.)
PIM (_sadly repeating_). _De Mortuis--_
GEORGE (_shaking hands--anxious to get rid of him_). Well, good-bye, and
again our thanks.
(_Crosses below and to_ L. _of_ PIM _and rings bell below fireplace_.)
PIM (_crossing to centre_). Not at all. I shouldn't have broken the news
so hastily. (_Catches sight of_ LADY MARDEN _up_ L., _and with a profound
bow_.) Good-bye, Lady Marden.
LADY MARDEN (_equally profound_). Good-bye, Mr. Pim.
PIM. I'm afraid I broke the news too hastily. (_Goes to table_ B.C. _and
takes up_ GEORGE'S _cap in mistake for his hat and is moving towards
double-doors when_ GEORGE, _noting this, picks up_ PIM'S _hat from_ L.
_of stage where it has been left from previous_ ACT, _and crosses with it
to_ PIM.)
GEORGE. Mr. Pim, excuse me, but I think this is yours.
PIM (_he takes it and looks at it closely, comparing it with the cap_).
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