Dinah. But I'm afraid there's not much chance.
Pim (shocked). Miss Marden! Really!
Dinah, Well, of course, I don't really want it to happen, but it would be rather exciting. (Crossing to Pim.) Wouldn't it, Mr Pim?
Pim. Exciting!
(Pim crosses to below settee L.)
Dinah. However, things like that never seem to occur down here, somehow, (Running up into window up R. Pim watches her.) There was a hayrick burnt last year about a mile away, but that isn't the same, is it?
Pim. No, I should say that that was certainly different.
Dinah (coming to back of table L.C.). Of course, something very, very wonderful did happen last night. (Backing away.) No, no! I'm not sure if I know you well enough–(She looks at him hesitatingly.)
Pim (uncomfortably). Really, Miss Marden, you mustn't. I am only a–a passer-by, here to-day and gone to-morrow. You really mustn't–
Dinah (looking round and earning down to Pim), And yet there's something about you, Mr. Pim, which inspires confidence.