JEAN. Attention! Je ne suis qu'un homme.
JULIA. Can't you sit still!—There now! Now it's gone. Kiss my hand now, and thank me.
JEAN. [Rising] Miss Julia, listen to me. Christine has gone to bed now—Won't you listen to me?
JULIA. Kiss my hand first.
JEAN. Listen to me!
JULIA. Kiss my hand first!
JEAN. All right, but blame nobody but yourself!
JULIA. For what?
JEAN. For what? Are you still a mere child at twenty-five? Don't you know that it is dangerous to play with fire?
JULIA. Not for me. I am insured.