MME. DUPONT. I might have guessed that.
JULIE. Why?
MME. DUPONT. You only go to houses where there are children. And as Madame Leseigneur has six—
JULIE. I wish I were in her place. Only think: André, the youngest, you know, the one who is only six months old?
MME. DUPONT. Yes.
JULIE. He recognised me. There never was such a baby for taking notice.
MME. DUPONT. You talk as if you were a mother yourself.
JULIE. Jean laughed till he cried when he saw what I had brought him. Charles and Pierre were in disgrace because they’d been fighting. But I got their mother to forgive them, so that was all right. To-morrow I shall go to Madame Durand to hear how Jacques is going on. I hear he has the whooping-cough.
MME. DUPONT [laughing] You ought to have been a nurse.
JULIE [seriously] No, no. I should have died when I had to leave the first child I had nursed.