MME. DUPONT. What’s to happen next?
DUPONT. I don’t know. One thing is certain. Things can’t go on like this.
MME. DUPONT. What are we to do, then?
DUPONT. Next year it will be worse, unless—
MME. DUPONT. Unless?
DUPONT. The fact is the business wants new plant. At present we are using an old machine worked by hand, which I inherited from my father. We have a gas engine not worth twopence. In fact, there’s only one hope for us.
MME. DUPONT. What is that?
DUPONT. To get fresh capital somehow.
MME. DUPONT. That’s not very likely.
DUPONT. Who knows? It’s lucky for you your husband is no fool, my dear. I am going to see if I can get you out of this mess. [Caroline comes in]. Here is Caroline. Go and find Julie. I shall want you both in a moment. I will call you.