JULIE. Antonin’s parents didn’t wish it.
DUPONT. Ah! They didn’t wish it! Well, I have a word or two to say to Antonin’s parents, you’ll see. I do my duty, I go and call on Uncle Maréchal myself. I amuse the old idiot, though it’s not the pleasantest sort of job to have to do. They didn’t wish it! I’ll show them the kind of man I am! And you—you were fool enough to do what they told you! I find a husband for you, a far better match than you could ever have hoped for. I do the Mairauts—
MME. DUPONT [alarmed, looking round her] Hush!
DUPONT. Well, haven’t I done the Mairauts?
MME. DUPONT. Yes, yes. But don’t say it so loud.
DUPONT. They aren’t here. And if they were, Julie’s married now. [Speaking lower, but with the same fury] I do the Mairauts—
MME. DUPONT. Are you quite sure?
DUPONT. Am I quite sure? Haven’t I done them? I tell you I’ve done them brown!
The maid-servant comes in.
SERVANT [to Julie] It’s about the beer, madame.