MME. DUPONT. Once married you will do as you please. Tuck in that lace a bit. It’s a little soiled. [She tucks in the lace of Julie’s corsage]. And remember, between lovers there may be little things which he considers himself entitled to.
JULIE. I understand. They can see you whispering. Go to them. [Madame Dupont goes back to Madame Mairaut].
MME. MAIRAUT. What did she say?
MME. DUPONT. She has not the least suspicion at present.
MME. MAIRAUT. Let us leave them together. [Aloud] My dear M. Dupont, I have long wished to go over a printing office. May we?
DUPONT [delighted] If you will kindly come this way.
MAIRAUT. Thank you.
MME. MAIRAUT. But there really are too many of us. [Carelessly] The children might stay here, don’t you think, madame?
MME. DUPONT. By all means.
They go out.