MME. DUPONT. Very.
COURTHEZON [nodding] Her mother was just the same.
MME. DUPONT. You remember my husband’s first wife?
COURTHEZON. Yes. I came to the printing office two years before she died. [Pause] M. Dupont is at his game at the Café du Commerce, no doubt? I should be there myself if I could afford it.
MME. DUPONT. You have your savings.
COURTHEZON. Precisely; and I don’t want to lose them. But you are working, Madame Dupont?
MME. DUPONT. Mending some stockings. One must find something to do.
COURTHEZON. I’ve been hard at it, too, all day.
MME. DUPONT. Still at your invention?