Dinah. Of course she would.
Olivia. I don't know if it's usual to kiss an aunt-in-law, Brian, but Dinah is such a very special sort of niece that–(she inclines her cheek and Brian kisses it).
Dinah (backing away to B. a little). I say, you are in luck to-day, Brian.
(Brian moves up C. laughing.)
Olivia (crossing below settee L. and up L. to cabinet). And how many people have been told the good news? Brian. Nobody yet.
Dinah. Except Mr. Pim.
Brian (crossing down to Dinah). Oh, does he–
Olivia (timing as she reaches cabinet, up L.), Who's Mr. Pim?
Dinah. Oh, he just happened–(Olivia takes curtains and work-basket from centre cupboard of cabinet.)–I say, are those the curtains? Then you're going to have them after all?
Olivia (with an air of surprise, coming down L., and putting work-basket on table L.C. and sitting with curtains). After all what? But I decided on them long ago. (To Brian.) You haven't told George yet.