Dinah. Yes, he told me all about it. Making such a hash of things, I mean.
Olivia (innocently). Did he make a hash of things?
Dinah. Well, I mean keeping on coming like that. And if you look at it all round–well, for all he had to say, he needn't have come at all.
Olivia. Well, I don't think I should put it quite like that, Dinah.
Dinah (referring to curtains). I say, aren't they jolly?
Olivia. I'm so glad everybody likes them. Tell George I'm ready, dear.
Dinah. I say, is he going to put them up for you?
Olivia. Well, I thought perhaps he could reach better.
Dinah. All right, I'll tell him. (Crossing up L. on to terrace and calling off.) George! (Returning to back L. end of writing-table.) Brian is just telling George about the five shillings he has in the Post Office–(crossing up L. on to terrace again and calling off.) George!!
George (from off L.). Coming!