MAIRAUT [as he goes] That’s all right. [He goes].
DUPONT. Are you really going to try?
MME. DUPONT. Yes.
DUPONT. But since old Mairaut is willing to give back the money.
MME. DUPONT. I won’t make up my mind to a divorce until I’m absolutely convinced there’s no other way.
DUPONT. But there is no other way. You said so yourself.
MME. DUPONT. Are you sure you aren’t thinking more of your money than of the happiness of your child?
DUPONT. I! Well, I declare! Are you taking a leaf out of old Mairaut’s book?
MME. DUPONT [gravely] Perhaps so.
Madame Mairaut returns.