DINAH (nodding). That's right. I can see I shan't have to speak to _you_ again. Now tell me _your_ name, and I bet you I get it right first time. And do sit down. PIM (sitting down). Thank you. My name is--er--Pim, Carraway Pim-- DINAH. Pim, that's easy. PIM. And I have a letter of introduction to your father-- DINAH. Oh no; now you're going wrong again, Mr. Pim. George isn't my father; he's my uncle. _Uncle_ George--he doesn't like me calling him George. Olivia doesn't mind--I mean she doesn't mind being called Olivia, but George is rather touchy. You see, he's been my guardian since I was about two, and then about five years ago he married a widow called Mrs. Telworthy--that's Olivia--so she became my Aunt Olivia, only she lets me drop the Aunt. Got that? PIM (a little alarmed). I--I think so, Miss Marden. DINAH (admiringly). I say, you _are_ quick, Mr. Pim. Well, if you take my advice, when you've finished your business with George, you will hang about a bit and see if you can't see Olivia. She's simply devastating. I don't wonder George fell in love with her. PIM. It's only the merest matter of business--just a few minutes with your uncle--I'm afraid I shall hardly-- DINAH. Well, you must please yourself, Mr. Pim. I'm just giving you a friendly word of advice. Naturally, I was awfully glad to get such a magnificent aunt, because, of course, marriage _is_ rather a toss up, isn't it, and George might have gone off with anybody. It's different on the stage, where guardians always marry their wards, but George couldn't marry _me_ because I'm his niece. Mind you, I don't say that I should have had him, because between ourselves he's a little bit old-fashioned. PIM. So he married--er--Mrs. Marden instead. DINAH. Mrs. Telworthy--don't say you've forgotten already, just when you were getting so good at names. Mrs. Telworthy. You see, Olivia married the Telworthy man and went to Australia with him, and he drank himself to death in the bush, or wherever you drink yourself to death out there, and Olivia came home to England, and met my uncle, and he fell in love with her and proposed to her, and he came into my room that night--I was about fourteen--and turned on the light and said, "Dinah, how would you like to have a beautiful aunt of your very own?" And I said: "Congratulations, George." That was the first time I called him George. Of course, I'd seen it coming for _weeks_. Telworthy, isn't it a funny name? PIM. Very singular. From Australia, you say? DINAH. Yes, I always say that he's probably still alive, and will turn up here one morning and annoy George, because that's what first husbands always do in books, but I'm afraid there's not much chance. PIM (shocked). Miss Marden!