Last night's ball was nice, the fireworks reminded me of the New Years celebration that we would have at the Opera House.
I would always watch from the roof. A lovely lady
and my son on my arms made this American holiday all the more enjoyable. I completely understand you wanting your freedom from the British.
[Klaus]Christine confessed something to me last night. The child is mine and not that idiot husband of hers. I'm happy yet...horrified at the same time. Horrified I left a pregnant woman alone. Horrified I left this child to be raised by that idiot Raoul. Horrified because I know NOTHING about children and then...happy. Happy that she told me the truth...happy that the baby likes me....
[Christine]...Hello.
Where...that is to say...what happens now?