This explained Catherine's persistence in her diplomatic relations.
She wanted to assist her husband in obtaining an important post, in order that they might remain in France, and be with me.
Since the day following that terrible evening I reside at Serval, this old and gloomy ancestral château.
When I heard of Irene's death, I became almost insane.
I loathe myself as her murderer.
My life here is isolated and desolate.
For the last six months I have seen no one, not a soul.
Each day I meditate for hours before my father's portrait.
I had charged myself with the task of writing this journal.
My task is now accomplished.