MME. THOMAS. You prosecute me; but the surgeons who guarantee sterility get decorated!
PRESIDENT. You forget this young girl who died as the result of your action, Annette Jarras. She was eighteen, in the full enjoyment of health; now she is in the grave. [Lucie breaks into sobs] Look at her sister by your side; listen to her crying. Ask her now if she does not curse you.
MME. THOMAS. She would bless me if I had succeeded.
PRESIDENT [to Lucie] Defendant Lucie Jarras, stand up.
M. DE FORGEAU [to his neighbor] Brignac must think himself lucky to have got his divorce.
MME. D’AMERGUEUX. Speak lower; he’s behind us. I am against divorce, but in this case—
PRESIDENT. You have heard the defendant Thomas. What have you to say?
LUCIE [through her sobs] Nothing. Nothing. [She sinks back upon her bench].
PRESIDENT. Do you admit—?
LUCIE. Yes, yes; I admit everything. I’ve told you so already.