JULIE. Nothing.
MME. DUPONT. Were you thinking of M. Jacquemin?
JULIE. How do I know? He has never said anything to me, of course, but I fancied he had noticed me. I didn’t care much about him, but he was better than nothing. Better than nothing! [Sighs] It’s a stupid sort of world for girls nowadays.
Dupont comes in.
DUPONT [brimming over with excitement and importance] Ah! Here are the children. Run away, my dears, for a few minutes. I’ll call you when I want you.
JULIE [going with Caroline] Caroline! Do you think it is—?
CAROLINE [thoughtfully] It does look like it.
They go out together.
MME. DUPONT. Well, what is it?