Milne, A. A. Mr. Pim passes by

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48                              MR.  PIM PASSES BY.                   [Act HI.

No, that isn't my hat. (Takes his own hat from George.) This
is my hat. Good-bye! (Shakes hands.) Thank you so much.
(Looking at cap on table.) Oh, no 1 Oh, no ! (Moves nearer to door
R.)   Telworthy . • . I think that was the name.

(Exit doors b.)

(Lady Marden, annoyed at Pim's stupidity, comes doum to L. of

George.)

George (turning to Lady Marden and with a sigh of thankfulness).
WeU, this is wonderful news, Aunt Julia.

Lady Marden. Most providential. WeU, I must be getting
along now, George.    Say good-bye to OHvia for me.

George (crossing towards double-doors as if to open them). (Jood-
bye. Aunt JuHa.

Lady Marden. No ! No ! I'U 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 1   Good-bye.

Lady Marden (going off up l.).   Good-bye.

George if)ack again down centre and with great thankfulness).
Dead !   Dead 1    (Moves down to below settee l.)

(Olivia   enters   from  staircase,   watching him  and coming quietly

to c.)

George (approaching her enthusiastically). OHvia I OHvia I (Is
about to embrace her, but she restrains him.)

Olivia (drawing herself up).   Mrs. Telworthy!

G'SLO^uSt'SL (taken aback).   What?    Olivia!  I—I don't understand.

Olivia. WeU, darling, if my husband only died at MarseiUes a
few days ago------

George (scratching his head). Yes, I see—I see. WeU, we can
soon put that right. (Moving to i,.) A registry office in London.
Better go up this afternoon. We can't do these things too quickly
—we can stay at an hotel.

Olivia (pointedly). You and Mrs. Telworthy I (Moves slowly
round back of settee l.)

(George moves to centre.)

George (nonplussed). Oh—er—yes—yes—perhaps I'd better
stay at my Club—yes ! It will be a bit awkward at first. [With a
sHfh of relief.) However, nobody need know, and how much bett«i
than what we feared !

(Olivia com^s doum to below settee l.)

George (advancing to embrace her).   OHvia !    Olivia I

(She repulses him and he crosses to her L.)
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