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Yes.

All you had before was bad luck. If it weren't for my mother you wouldn't have had a roof over your head or a bite to eat—and now Autumn's coming and Winter. You couldn't have lived in this shack in the Winter time, could you?

Certainly not! You'd have frozen like the birds in the fields. Am I right, Julie?

Yes, Marie.

A year from now you will have forgotten all about him, won't you?

You are right, Marie.

If you need anything, count on us. We'll go now. But tomorrow morning we'll be back. Come, Marie. God be with you. [Offers his hand.]

God be with you.