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Julie
Yes.
Marie
The only thing is—he's a Jew.
Julie
Oh, well, you can get used to that.
Marie
Well, aren't you going to wish us luck?
Julie
Of course I do. [She embraces Marie.]
Marie
And aren't you going to kiss Wolf, too?
Julie
Him, too. [She embraces Wolf, remains quite still a moment, her head resting on his shoulder.]
Wolf
Why are you crying, my dear Mrs. [He looks questioningly at Marie over Julie's shoulder.]
Marie
Because she has such a good heart. [She becomes sentimental, too.]
