George (turning to Lady Marden and with a sigh of thankfulness). Well, this is wonderful news, Aunt Julia.
Lady Marden. Most providential. Well, I must be getting along now, George. Say good-bye to Olivia for me.
George (crossing towards double-doors as if to open them). Good-bye, Aunt Julia.
Lady Marden. No! No! I'll go this way–(going up to L. of writing-table)–and get Olivia out more, George. I don't like these hysterics. (Banging writing-table.) You want to be firmer with her.
George. Yes! Yes! Good-bye.
Lady Marden (going off up L.). Good-bye.
George (back again down centre and with great thankfulness). Dead! Dead! (Moves down to below settee L.)
(Olivia enters from staircase, watching him and coming quietly to C.)
George (approaching her enthusiastically). Olivia! Olivia! (Is about to embrace her, but she restrains him.)
Olivia (drawing herself up). Mrs. Telworthy!