| MME. DUPONT. |  | Caroline, is it really to Courthezon thatyou’ve given the fifteen thousand francs? |
| DUPONT. | You have given fifteen thousand francsto Courthezon! | |
| MME. MAIRAUT. | Isn’t it to Courthezon that you havegiven the fifteen thousand francs? |
CAROLINE. Yes.
DUPONT. You are crazy!
MME. DUPONT. What possessed you to do that?
MME. MAIRAUT. For his invention! An invention not worth twopence, Antonin says.
MME. DUPONT. You think more of strangers than your own flesh and blood.
DUPONT. Just at the very time when my plant needed renewing.
MME. MAIRAUT. And when her brother-in-law is on the verge of bankruptcy. Yes, mademoiselle, yes! And this money, which you give to a crack-brained inventor who is nothing to you, might perhaps have saved your sister from penury. That is all I have to say to you. Good bye. [She goes].
DUPONT. Well! Perhaps now you’ll tell us why you have done this?
MME. DUPONT. What has taken you? How did such an idea come into your head?