Aux deux Colombes Page #5

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Synthol, anything.

Marie-Jeanne!

I thought she was dead.

Don't scream so.

You can see she's not.

You're so calm!

Help me.

Hang on to that for a moment.

- What a surprise!

- Oh, yes it is.

To call it immense

wouldn't be enough.

- She's changed a bit.

- Yes.

She's obviously ill.

- What are you going to do, monsieur?

- Let events take their course.

If I were you I'd take things

one step at a time.

What will I do with

the other madame?

No questions please.

We're in the hands of the Lord.

You're right.

Madame's coming to....

Already?

This Madame.

- My Jean-Pierre!

- Marie-Jeanne!

Don't worry about

what just happened to me.

My little man!

My Jean-Pierre!

- Watch out with that feather, dearest.

- My Jean-Pierre!

Angle, you're still here.

The watchful witness

of our dear past.

Her presence here

says so much to me.

I scarcely believe my eyes.

And all those things

that are still in their place.

- It's all so moving!

- Darling.

'Bye for now.

Au revoir, madame.

You'll be more comfortable

over here.

Now...tell me all!

- What, me first?

- Yes, you first.

Good Lord, I'm overcome!

So...

So I left Paris

- I had... - Your rheumatic pain?

You frightened me.

- That's better.

- Is that better?

- Go on.

- We set sail

on the 6th at 3.30.

Sister, sister!

She's alright. Don't scream.

- You see each other?

- Yes.

- When are you seeing her?

- What day is it?

- Thursday.

- Well, she's coming for lunch this morning.

- How nice!

- So, go on.

Set sail September 6

at 3.30pm

Went ashore at Lima

October 12 at 9.05.

You're so precise!

- I'll explain why.

- Good.

I get there in time

to see my papa.

- You got my telegram about that.

- Yes.

I bury him on the 15th.

I sell the hacienda on the 16th.

- 40 million.

- How much?

- 40 million.

- "40 million"!

- Yes.

- And it's been paid?

- I've got it.

- My darling little beloved!

Very well.

I'm arranging everything,

and on the evening of the 18th, alas...

Disaster.

- Yes, the horror of it.

Why did I go to the movies?

Don't try to understand.

It was a dark place

where you could go and cry...

So that's the disaster.

- I didn't go crazy.

- Ah.

- What've people said to you?

- Nothing, darling.

- You poor thing.

- And then?

Then I didn't go crazy,

but I lost my memory.

Complete amnesia,

which seemed permanent.

- There's the explanation.

- I didn't remember anything.

- And that's very understandable.

- Yes.

You'd have to experience something

similar, to understand.

I was 14 months in a clinic,

then in the rest home

run by Dr Enriquez,

where I spent 22 years.

- 22 years!

- Have you forgotten about it?

- What?

Do you have

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