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[Embraces, weeping.] It's the best thing that could have happened to you, Julie, the best thing.

Don't cry, Marie. [ and exit.]

I'll make a little black coffee. You haven't had a thing to eat today. Then you'll come home with us. [ and her son exit. comes over to .]

Would you mind if I—looked at him?

He used to work for you.

[Contemplates the body; turns to .] Won't you make up with me?

I wasn't angry with you.

But you were. Let's make it up.