Olivia. Is that right?
Pim (hesitating and thinking it out very deeply). I think so.
Olivia. Very well, then, since his death was announced in Australia six years ago, he is presumably still dead?
Pim. Undoubtedly.
Olivia (holding out her hand with a charming smile). Then good-bye, Mr. Pim, and thank you so much for–for all your trouble.
Pim Not at all, Mrs. Marden. I blame myself, I blame myself entirely.
Olivia Oh! You mustn't do that.
(Going up centre Pim meets Dinah, who enters from the window up L., crosses at back of writing-table and comes down R. of him).
(Dinah is followed by Brian, who is on her R.).
Dinah Hullo, there's Mr. Pim. (To BRIAN.)