Yes, tell me. I want to make sure as I go along.
GERALD.
An overture—a sign of reconciliation—like holding out your hand.
MARGERY.
Ah, now I understand! But what a funny thing to call it—olive-branch!
[Bursts into a peal of laughter.
GERALD [shivers slightly and goes over to the mantelpiece. Aside].
It didn’t sound like that in Mapledurham! [Conquering himself, returns to her.] I’m so glad aunt’s come round. You don’t know how it’s worried me—her estrangement.
MARGERY.
They’ve all come round now. They’ve all recognized me. Oh, I’m so happy, Gerald! It isn’t half as hard to be a lady as I thought!