John (with a bitter laugh).
Are you quite sure that he is my son?
Trévelé.
Do not let your anger mislead you.
John.
In any case he is the son of that woman; I do not wish to see him any more. He can live with her, that she may bring him up in her new life. He will avenge me one day. When he is twenty years old he will insult her. Or something else may occur. The tribunal which will pronounce our separation will order that the child shall be sent to college, or to boarding school, from which his mother will have no power to take him.
Trévelé.
At his age! He will be very unhappy.
John.
All the better for him. He will suffer at an earlier age—he will understand more easily.