Think how bitterly we should regret our
hasty plunge into a matrimony which was no true partnership, whether of
tastes or ideas or even of consciences. (_With a sigh_.) Ah me!
GEORGE (_turning to her quickly_). Unfortunately for your argument,
Olivia, I can answer you out of your own mouth. You seem to have--
(_laughing_)--forgotten what you said this morning in the case of--er--
young Strange.
OLIVIA (_with exaggerated reproach_). Oh, but is it quite fair, George,
to drag up _what was said this morning_?
GEORGE (_enjoying his apparent success_). Ha ha! You've brought it on
yourself.
OLIVIA. I?... Well, and what did I say this morning?
GEORGE. You said that it was quite enough that Strange was n gentleman
and in love with Dinah for me to let them marry each other.
OLIVIA. Oh! But is that enough, George?
GEORGE (_triumphantly_). Well, you said so.
OLIVIA (_meekly_). Well, George, if you think so too, I'm quite willing
to risk it.
GEORGE (_kindly, rising and putting back chair up_ R.C.). Ha ha, my dear!
You see!
OLIVIA. Then you _do_ think it's enough?
GEORGE. I--er--yes, yes, I--I think so.
OLIVIA (_rising and going to him and putting her hands on his
shoulders_). My darling one! How jolly! Then we can have a double
wedding.
GEORGE (_astonished_). A double one!
OLIVIA. Yes, you and me, Brian and Dinah.
GEORGE (_firmly, and taking her hands from his shoulders_). Now look
here, Olivia, understand once and for all, I am not to be blackmailed
into giving my consent to Dinah's engagement.
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