Go in, my child, go in. [LOUISE goes slowly into the house. JULIE watches her until she has disappeared, then turns slowly to LILIOM.]
JULIE
You struck my child.
LILIOM
Yes—I struck her.
JULIE
Is that what you came for, to strike my child?
LILIOM
No—I didn’t come for that—but I did strike her—and now I’m going back.