GEORGE. At Marseilles?
MR. PIM. Yes, yes, poor fellow, it was most unfortunate. (Quite happy again) You must understand, Lady Marden, that although I had met the poor fellow before in Australia, I was never in any way intimate—
GEORGE (thumping the desk). Where is he now, that's what we want to know?
(MR. PIM turns to him with a start.)
OLIVIA. Please, Mr. Pim!
PIM. Where is he now? But—but didn't I tell you of the curious fatality at Marseilles—poor fellow—the fish-bone?
ALL. Fish-bone?
MR. PIM. Yes, yes, a herring, I understand.
OLIVIA (understanding first). Do you mean he's dead?
MR. PIM. Dead—of course—didn't I—?