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Julie

He hasn't at all.


Marie

[Confidently.] Oh, yes! he is in love with you. [Hesitantly, romantically.] There is someone in love with me, too.


Julie

There is? Who?


Marie

I—I never mentioned it before, because you hadn't a lover of your own—but now you have—and I'm free to speak. [Very grandiloquently.] My heart has found its mate.


Julie

You're only making it up.


Marie

No, it's true—my heart's true love——


Julie

Who? Who is he?


Marie

A soldier.


Julie

What kind of a soldier?


Marie

I don't know. Just a soldier. Are there different kinds?