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Louise

[Crosses to Julie.] Mother!


Julie

What, my child?


Louise

The man tried to take me by the arm.


Julie

Nonsense! You only imagined it, dear. The poor, hungry man has other things to think about than fooling with young girls. Sit down and eat your soup. [They eat.]


Liliom

[Eats, too, but keeps looking at them.] You work at the factory, eh?


Julie

Yes.


Liliom

Your daughter, too?


Louise

Yes.


Liliom

And your husband?