MARIE
Adieu, my dear. [They embrace.] Adieu, my dear child.
LOUISE
Good-bye, Aunt Marie. Good-bye, Uncle Wolf. [WOLF and MARIE exit.]
JULIE
You can get the soup now, Louise dear. [LOUISE goes into the house and reënters with the soup. They sit at the table.]
LOUISE
Mother, is it true we’re not going to work at the jute factory any more?
JULIE
Yes, dear.