Brian (stepping out to C.) I've been wanting to tell you all this morning, sir, only I didn't seem to have an opportunity of getting it out.
George. Well, what is it?
(Brian, taken aback for a moment, looks to Olivia for encouragement. She nods approval and turning to Dinah, takes her hand encouragingly–)
Brian (boldly). I want to marry Dinah, sir.
George. You want to marry Dinah? God bless my soul!
Dinah (rushing to him below and to his R. and pulling her cheek against his coat, and her hands on his shoulder). Oh, do say you like the idea, Uncle George.
George. Like the idea! (Taking her hands from his shoulder.) Have you heard of this nonsense, Olivia?
(Movement of annoyance from Dinah.)
Olivia. They've just this moment told me, George. I think they would be happy together.
George (crossing to fire-place L., to Brian). And what do you propose to be happy together on?