(George goes up to writing-table, sits and writes.)
I thought perhaps I could sell them when they're finished–as we're so poor.
George (turns to her with surprised look). What do you mean–so poor?
Olivia. Well, you said just now that you couldn't give Dinah an allowance because rents had gone down.
George (annoyed). Confound it, Olivia! Keep to the point! We'll talk about Dinah's affairs directly. We're discussing our own affairs at the moment.
Olivia. But what is there to discuss, dear?
George. Well, those ridiculous things.
Olivia. But we've finished that. You've said you wouldn't have them hanging in your house, and I've said, "Very well, George."–(George is again annoyed.)–Now we can go on to Dinah, and Brian.
George (shouting). But put these beastly things away.
Olivia (rising and gathering up the curtains). Very well, George.