OLIVER. Oo, lots of pirates and Dyaks and cannibals and—other people.
JILL. What sort of other people?
OLIVER. I shan't tell you. This is a special think I thought last night. As soon as I thought of it, I decided to keep it for (impressively) a moment of great emergency.
JILL (silenced). Oh! . . . Oliver?
OLIVER Yes?
JILL. Let me be on your desert island this time. Because I did try to help you.
OLIVER. Well—well—— (Generously) Well, you can if you like.
JILL. Oh, thank you, Oliver. Won't you tell me what it's about, and then we can both think it together this afternoon.
OLIVER. I expect you'll think all sorts of silly things that never happen on a desert island.
JILL. I'll try not to, Oliver, if you tell me.