George (astonished). A double one!
Olivia. Yes, you and me, Brian and Dinah.
George (firmly, and taking her hands from his shoulders). Now look here, Olivia, understand once and for all, I am not to be blackmailed into giving my consent to Dinah's engagement. Neither blackmailed nor tricked. (Crossing to L. below settee.) Our marriage has nothing whatever to do with Dinah's.
Olivia. No, dear, I quite understand. They may take place about the same time, but they have nothing whatever to do with each other.
George (sits on foot of table L.C.). I see no prospect of Dinah's marriage taking place for many years.
Olivia. No, dear, that was what I said.
George (not understanding for the moment). You said——? I see. (Turning and facing her.) Now look here, Olivia, let us have this perfectly clear. You apparently insist on treating my–er–proposal as serious.
Olivia (mock surprise). But isn't it? Have you been trifling with me?
George. You know perfectly well what I mean. You treat it as an ordinary proposal for a man to a woman who have never been anything to each other before. Very well then, will you kindly tell me what you propose to do if you decide to–ah–accept me? You do not suggest that we should go on living together–unmarried?
Olivia (shocked). Of course not, George!! What would–(pausing for additional explanation)–the County–I mean Heaven–I mean the Law–I mean–of course not. Besides, it's so unnecessary. If I decide to accept you, of course I shall marry you.