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 we are formal with each other and get along like society folk. I kiss your hand, dear lady.

Good-bye, Wolf.

Adieu, my dear. [They embrace.] Adieu, my dear child.

Good-bye, Aunt Marie. Good-bye, Uncle Wolf. [ and exit.]

You can get the soup now, Louise dear. ['' goes into the house and reënters with the soup. They sit at the table.'']

Mother, is it true we're not going to work at the jute factory any more?

Yes, dear.

Where then?

Uncle Wolf has gotten us a place in a big establishment where they make all kinds of fittings for