[Rises, too.] Now don’t start fighting. I’ll go out and look at the photographs in the show-case a while and come back later for your answer. [She exits at back.]
JULIE
You can hit me again if you like—don’t look at me like that. I’m not afraid of you. . . . I’m not afraid of anyone. I told you I had something to tell you.
LILIOM
Well, out with it—quick.
JULIE
I can’t tell you so quick. Why don’t you drink your coffee?
LILIOM
Is that what you wanted to tell me?