CAROLINE. I have some work to do.
DUPONT. Very well. Go, my child. Go. [Calling after her] To-morrow, remember. [She goes out as M. Dupont rubs his hands, chuckling] Guess what M. and Madame Mairaut came to ask me. You can’t guess?
MME. DUPONT. No.
DUPONT. No wonder. They came to ask for the twentyfive thousand francs, the twentyfive thousand francs of Julie’s dot, you remember, which I was to pay six months after her marriage.
MME. DUPONT. Well?
DUPONT. Well. It is six months to-day since Julie was married.
MME. DUPONT. Good heavens! What did you do?
DUPONT. Gave them nothing, of course.
MME. DUPONT. You couldn’t do otherwise.
DUPONT. As you say, I couldn’t.