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Julie
He was not his friend. No one was.
Liliom
You speak of your husband so sternly.
Julie
What's that to you? Doesn't it suit you? I can speak of my husband any way I like. It's nobody's business but mine.
Liliom
Certainly, certainly—it's your own business. [Takes up his soup plate again. All three eat.]
Louise
[To Julie.] Perhaps he knew father, too.
Julie
Ask him, if you like.
Louise
[Crosses to Liliom. He stands up.] Did you know my father? [Liliom nods. Louise addresses her mother.] Yes, he knew him.
Julie
[Rises.] You knew Andreas Zavocky?
