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Marie
[Shyly.] Do you know—I've found out. He's not a soldier.
Julie
Do you still see him?
Marie
Oh, yes.
Julie
Often?
Marie
Very often. He's asked me
Julie
To marry you?
Marie
To marry me.
Julie
You see—that proves he isn't a soldier. [There is another pause.]
Marie
[Abashed, yet a bit boastfully.] Do you know what I'm doing—I'm flirting with him.
Julie
Flirting?
Marie
Yes. He asks me to go to the park—and I say I can't go. Then he coaxes me, and promises me
