MME. DUPONT. It is God who visits upon your child the sins of its father.
GEORGE [raising his shoulders gloomily] You believe that: when there is not a man alive so wicked and unjust as to commit such an act!
MME. DUPONT. Oh, I know you believe in nothing.
GEORGE. Not in that kind of God.
The nurse, who comes in by the left soon after the doctor has gone out, appears.
NURSE. If you please, ma’am, I’ve been thinking: I would rather go away at once and only have the five hundred francs.
MME. DUPONT. What do you say? You want to leave us?
NURSE. Yes, ma’am.
GEORGE. But ten minutes ago you didn’t want to.
MME. DUPONT. What has happened?