The Duke
With your brother?
Raoul
My brother?
The Duke
Yes.
The Duchesse de Montsorel
You are, then, really my child! (She embrace Raoul.) Ladies, this is
Fernand de Montsorel, my son, the—
The Duke (taking Raoul by the hand, and interrupting his wife) The eldest son, who was carried off from us in childhood. Albert is now no more than Comte de Montsorel.
Raoul
For three days I have been in a dream! You, my mother! You, sir—
The Duke
Your father—yes!
Raoul
Among the very people who asked me to name my family—
Vautrin
Your family has been found.
Raoul
And—are you still to have a place in my life?