JULIA. No, really!
JEAN. Yes, and I remember one time in particular—but of that I can't speak.
JULIA. Oh, yes, do! Why—just for once.
JEAN. No, really, I cannot do it now. Another time, perhaps.
JULIA. Another time is no time. Is it as bad as that?
JEAN. It isn't bad, but it comes a little hard. Look at that one!
[Points to CHRISTINE, who has fallen asleep on a chair by the stove.]
JULIA. She'll make a pleasant wife. And perhaps she snores, too.
JEAN. No, she doesn't, but she talks in her sleep.
JULIA. [Cynically] How do you know?
JEAN. [Insolently] I have heard it.