(George goes up and Brian, imitating his walk, accompanies him.)
George. Well, come along then. (Brian looks at his watch.) I am going up to town after tea, so we'd better——
Dinah (moving up to R. of Brian). I say, are you going to London?
George (with a sly look at Olivia). Yes, a little business.
Dinah (cheekily). Eh?
George. Never you mind, young woman. (To Brian.) Come along, we'll stroll down and look at the pigs.
Brian. Right-o!
(They are going off to L. when Olivia calls.)
Olivia. George, don't go too far away; I may want you.
George. All right! I'll be out on the terrace. Give me a shout if you want me.