What remains to be said?
This.... I believed, I believed in common with the greatest legal minds, that in the ordinary course of events I should inherit a fortune from my father. My inheritance was considerably encumbered and reduced owing to fraudulent schemes and wrongful judgments, which have been universally condemned.
Am I guilty for having been deceived and plundered?
Again it is said that my family was not united. Is this my fault?
I always loved my flesh and blood more than myself. Have I been found wanting in affection and respect towards my parents? Was I not to my sisters the adoring eldest sister who loved and cherished them?
Am I guilty of the errors of the King and the Queen, the latter convinced by my persecutors of the gravity of my "illness," the former irritated—not by my independence, but by the scandal that it created?
Am I guilty of the selfishness of my sisters—one the victim of narrow-mindedness, the other the victim of political schemes?
I freely admit this: I have certainly rebelled against disloyalty and restraint. But for what motives? For what ends?
My real crime has consisted in my effort to get my own property, in waiting for a fortune which I have not handled.
The world only admires the victorious, no matter by what means they achieve victory.