“Personally, I did think of going.” “You did?” “Yes, I did. Don’t forget, I’m seventeen, I haven’t yet witnessed a rout, a shipwreck, for it was indeed to a shipwreck that Madame de Créon summoned us.” “The lights burned late. I know, because one of my servants was keeping watch outside the mansion.” “She is mad, isn’t she?” “Anne de Créon? It seems very likely. The imprisonment of a son is often a source of derangement.” “I thought that kind of derangement was a thing of the past, that it never happened these days.” “The Princesse de Créon, raving mad.” “Who gives a ball.” “To which nobody comes.” “And all for a son. Her own son. Who has been condemned to death.” “Why love a son so much, if it is to see him end up in the hands of the executioner, if it is to lose your reason over it?”
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