JEAN. Then the whole matter drops— —
JULIE. And— —
JEAN. Things remain as they are.
JULIE. Do you think I could remain under this roof after——Do you think I will allow the people to point at me in scorn, or that I can ever look my father in the face again? Never! Take me away from this humiliation and dishonor. Oh, what have I done! Oh, my God, what have I done! [Weeping.]
JEAN. So, you are beginning in that tune now. What have you done? The same as many before you.
JULIE. And now you despise me. I am falling! I am falling!
JEAN. Fall down to my level, I'll lift you up afterwards.
JULIE. What strange power drew me to you—the weak to the strong—the falling to the rising, or is this love! This—love! Do you know what love is?
JEAN. I? Yes! Do you think it's the first time?
JULIE. What language, what thoughts.