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.