Very well, what will you be showing us?
Rameau's "Night," Madam Contess.
Oh, that should be magnificent.
Excuse me!
Who's that little boy that you've put by himself? Is he being punished?
-That one there? -Yes.
That one there is a special case.
May I?
Oh night
Come and bring
To the earth
The enchanting calm
Of your mystery
The shadow that goes with you
Is so sweet
So sweet is the sound
Of your voices singing hope
Your power is so great
It transforms all into a dream
Oh night
Oh leave on earth again
The enchanting calm
Of your mystery
The shadow that goes with you
Is so sweet
What beauty is greater
Than that of a dream?
What truth
Is sweeter
Than hope?
It was always through Morhange's eyes that I measured myself.
I read many things there, all at the same time:
Pride, joy at being forgiven,
But even more- and this was very new for him,
A kind of gratitude.