"(sullenly) You have probably waited for a letter so that you can arrange the date of you return. So how can I tell you about what has happened to us? (breaking) William is dead! That sweet child who was so gentle! Victor...someone has murdered him!"

"I'm happy to see you better, my son. But you're still unhappy. You still avoid us. Yesterday, I had an idea about what may be the cause of this. I have always looked forward to your marriage with Elizabeth. But perhaps you think of her a sister, or you love someone else.."