MARTINEL [_sits beside her_] Yes, my child; but there are two kinds of misfortune--those that come from the faults of men, and those that spring purely from the hazards of fate; that is to say, destiny. In the first case, the man is guilty; in the second case, he is a victim. Do you understand me? GILBERTE Yes, Monsieur. MARTINEL A misfortune of which some one person is the victim can also wound another person very cruelly. But will not the heart of this second wounded and altogether innocent, person bestow a pardon upon the involuntary author of her disaster? GILBERTE [_in a sad voice_] That depends upon the suffering which she undergoes. MARTINEL Meanwhile, you knew that before Jean loved you, before he conceived the idea of marrying you, he had--an intrigue. You accepted the fact as one which had nothing exceptional about it. GILBERTE I did accept it. MARTINEL And now your brother may tell you the rest. GILBERTE Yes, Monsieur. MARTINEL What shall I say to Jean? GILBERTE I am too much agitated to tell you yet. This woman, of whom I did not think at all, whose very existence was a matter of indifference to me--her death has frightened me. It seems that she has come between Jean and me, and will always remain there. Everything that I have heard of her prophesies this estrangement. But you knew her--this woman did you not, Monsieur? MARTINEL Yes, Madame, and I can say nothing but good of her. Your brother and I have always looked upon her as irreproachable in her fidelity to Jean. She loved him with a pure, devoted, absolute, and lasting affection. I speak as a man who has deplored deeply this intrigue, for I look upon myself as a father to Jean, but we must try to be just to everyone. GILBERTE And did Jean love her very much, too? MARTINEL Oh, yes, certainly he did, but his love began to wane. Between them there was too much of a moral and social distance. He lived with her, however, drawn to her by the knowledge of the deep and tender affection which she bestowed upon him. GILBERTE [_gravely_] And Jean went to see her die? MARTINEL He had just time to say farewell to her. GILBERTE [_to herself_] If I could only tell what passed between them at that moment! Ah, this wretched death is worse for me than if she were alive! MME. DE RONCHARD [_rises_ R. _and goes up stage_] I really do not understand you, my dear. The woman has died--so much the better for you. May God deliver you from all such! GILBERTE No, my dear Aunt; the feeling I have just now is so painful that I would sooner know her to be far away than to know her dead. PETITPRÉ [_comes down_] Yes, I admit that is the sentiment of a woman moved by a horrible catastrophe; but there is one grave complication in the matter--that of the child. Whatever may be done with it, he will none the less be the son of my son-in-law and a menace to us all. MME. DE RONCHARD And a subject for ridicule. See what the world will say of us in a little while. LÉON