All language subtitles for The Story of Adele H. (1975)1080p France

"THE STORY OF ADELE H."

"The story of Adele H. is true.

It is about events that really happened...

and people that really existed. "

The year is 1863.

For 2 years now, the United States...

had been torn apart by a civil war.

Will Great Britain recognize...

the independence of the Southern Confederacy...

and join in war against the Yankees?

Since 1862, British troops have been stationed...

in the Canadian town of Halifax...
the capital of Nova Scotia...

formerly the French Acadia.

Halifax, is gripped by a kindoffever.

The town's people are busy worrying...

smuggling goods, and hunting Yankee spies.

While at the port, the British authorities...

maintain a close check
on European passengers...

disembarking from the Great Eastern...

the huge steamship also known
as the "Floating City. "

"A. Lenoir - Notary Public"

Good day, sir.

My husband is a doctor,
Dr. Lenormand in Paris.

I've just arrived from France.

That's the reason I was sent to you.

I am very glad they did.

You know, I like France very much.

It will be a great pleasure
for me to help you.

What exactly is troubling you?

I have a niece in France.

I'm very fond of her.

She's a rather romantic girl.

During a visit to England...

she fell in love with a British officer...

Lieutenant Pinson of the 16th Hussars.

There was even talk of marriage
between them.

Our family was not
absolutely opposed to it...

but because of the troubles in America...

Lieutenant Pinson had suddenly
to embark with his regiment...

for Halifax.

And since then, we've had
no news of him at all...

and my family wants me to
find out what's happened to him.

I find it very upsetting...

because Lieutenant Pinson
is of no interest to me.

Lieutenant Pinson is of no interest to me.

All I want is my niece's happiness.

Well, I think you know everything now.

So you want me to look for this lieutenant.

Lieutenant Pinson.

But in a discreet way.

Yes, everyone has been saying so...

even the other offiicers, that we have...

a far better selection here
than the military library...

which is quite surprising, since
we have far more difficulties...

with the customs than you do.

But anyway, I hope to have
those 2 books...

in 1 week or 2 at the most.

Good, good. Thanks.
Good-bye.

Good-bye, Lieutenant.

Good day, Madam.
Can I help you?

- Yes, I'd like some paper.
- Some note paper?

No. I need a ream.

I've a lot of writing to do.

I thought I recognized
the officer who just left.

Wasn't it Lieutenant Pinson?

That's right, yes.
He's a good customer of mine.

I had no idea he was in Halifax.

Oh, he's not been here for long...

but he's already got himself
quite a reputation.

Well, that's what they say in town.

Really?

That's what they say in town.

And what else do they say?

Oh, well, as far as I'm concerned...

he's just another client.

But apparently he's been
running up a few debts.

Anyway, he always pays cash here.

Pardon me, Madam-

Miss.

Miss. May he be a relation of yours?

Yes. He's my sister's brother-in-law.

But I seldom see him.

I'm not on good terms with my sister.

I understand, yes.

I'll take this one.

Miss, I also have a lending
library by subscription.

Oh, really?

But I could always lend you some books...

- even if you don't subscribe.
- Thank you.

Good-bye.

Good-bye, Miss.

Good evening, Mrs. Saunders.

Miss Lewly, would you share my supper?

My husband's helping out tonight...

as a waiter at the Officers' Club banquet.

Will the English officers be there?

Yes. After all,
the banquet's in their honor.

They're celebrating the arrival
of the 16th Hussars.

In that case, my cousin should be there.

Your cousin? You have a cousin in Halifax?

Yes. Lieutenant Pinson.

I call him cousin,
but we're not really related.

We grew up together.
He's the son of our village clergyman.

To tell you the truth,
he's been in love with me...

since we were children.
I never encouraged him.

We lost touch years ago.

But this could be an occasion
to see him again.

Perhaps I could give you
a letter for him, Mr. Saunders...

a letter to give him.

Yes, of course.

I'll go and write it now.
Please wait a few minutes.

Albert, my love...

our separation has destroyed me.

Since you've left,
I've thought of you every day.

I know you must be suffering as I am.

I've received none of your letters...

and I'm sure that mine never reached you.

But today I'm here, Albert.

I'm on the same side
of the ocean as you are.

Everything will begin anew.

I know that soon
your arms will be around me.

I'm in the same city as you, Albert.
I'm waiting for you.

I love you.

Your Adele.

Oh, Miss, he must be a famous artist...

the one who made these pictures.

It was my brother.

Do congratulate him.

I don't know anybody
who can get a likeness like that.

Honestly, you'd say you were alive.

Oh, what a lovely picture.
Is that you?

No. No, it's my older sister.

Does she live in Europe?

She died a long time ago.

I'm sorry.

Leopoldine drowned a few months...

after our mother sketched this portrait.

She was 19. She had just married.

They were out taking a boat ride.

Her husband died with her.

Our father was away when it happened.

He learned the news
by chance from a newspaper.

He nearly went mad with grief.

And you...

you must have been very unhappy.

Leopoldine was adored by the whole family.

How lovely she looks.

Her husband did all he could to save her.

And when he realized that she was lost...

he chose to drown with her.

These are her jewels.

I always keep them with me.

Oh, no. No.
I could never wear them.

I understand you, Miss Adele.

You know, I always wanted
brothers and sisters.

No, you don't understand me.

You don't know how lucky
you were to be an only child.

My dear parents...

if I left without a word...

it was to avoid another one
of those discussions...

which even the simplest things
seem to provoke in our family.

Were he to leave his post...

Lieutenant Pinson
would jeopardize his future.

It is therefore impossible
for me to come home now.

You know that I love him.

He loves me, too, and we wish to marry.

But I will do nothing until
I receive from each of you...

a reply and your formal consent.

I send you my fondest love.
Adele.

My father owes me 2 months' money,
May and June.

I know that part of this
is being sent to me...

through the British Bank of North America...

but I will certainly need the full amount.

Life in Halifax is very expensive.

The small things in life...

must be treated as if they were important.

I know that moral battles are fought alone.

Thousands of miles away from my family...

I'm learning to look at life differently.

Now I can learn everything all by myself.

But where love is concerned,
I have only him.

When I see him, I'll say to him...

"If one of us doesn't love enough...

to want marriage above all...

then it isn't love. "

So many times he has reproached me...

for the violence of my emotions...

that when life brings us together again...

I'm determined to do nothing
that will startle him.

I'll be able to win him over
through gentleness.

Gentleness.

- There's someone here to see you.
- Someone to see me? Who is it?

I think it's him, the lieutenant.

I'll be right down.

At last I've found you.

Adele, you mustn't stay here.

There's nothing for you in this country.

I'll go anywhere you want, my love.

I'm ready to obey you in every way.

You know that I belong to you...

that you can do with me whatever you want.

I love you so much.

Adele, I'm sure you've run away.

You're here without your
family's permission, aren't you?

That's not true.
They know I'm in Halifax.

I wrote and told my father.

And what did the great man say?

Because I'm sure you left
without telling him.

Am I mistaken?

I told him I was going to Malta...

and I didn't write him
until I got to New York.

To Malta!

Adele, you just told me you're
ready to obey my every wish.

Very well.

I'm asking you to return to Guernsey.

Your family must be worried about you.

Think of your father, his reputation.

And you should not follow me.

Albert. There's a way to solve everything.

When I marry, I'll have
a fortune of 40,000 francs.

I'll receive an income
of 2,000 francs a year.

My family will have no right
to tell me how to spend it.

And besides, I know
that my father and mother...

have now given their consent
to our marriage.

I don't believe it.

Show me this consent.

I'll show it to you.

You don't have it, I'm sure.

Your father has always despised me.

He'll never give his consent.

Anyway, I didn't come to propose marriage...

but to ask you to leave Halifax.

Look at this.

What's this mean?
I don't understand.

It's a marriage proposal
to me from Canizarro.

Who is he?

He's a friend of my father's,
a great Italian poet!

Well, then you'd better marry him.

But it's not him I love!

Don't you love me anymore?

Albert.

Do you love me now?

I did love you, Adele.

Tell me I can hope.

Tell me you'll love me again.

You won't answer.

Then I ask only one thing.

Even if you don't love me, let me love you.

Please, let me love you.

Take care.

If you cast me off,
I'll go to your superiors.

I'll show them your letters!
I'll do anything to harm you.

I'll tell them how you've behaved.

I'll get you thrown out of the army!

No. No, don't leave.

Here.

What's this?

To pay your gambling debts.

I'd need 10 times as much to pay my debts.

Keep it for the time being, I beg you.

I accept, but not as a gift.
As a loan.

Whatever you want, my love.

You will come back, won't you?

We'll see each other again, won't we?

If you prefer, I can meet you in town.

Whatever you want,
wherever you want.

You are so handsome!

My love...

I'm so happy we've found one another again.

The worst thing in the world
was your absence.

Let's never let a misunderstanding...

come between us again.

Oh, I knew you couldn't forget me.

When a woman like me
gives herself to a man...

she is his wife.

I'm no longer crying now.

In one's life, one cannot change
father, mother, or children...

no more than one can change wife or husband.

I'm your wife...

forever.

We'll stay together until we die.

Are you there, Leopoldine?

Leopoldine, I know you're there.

If you're there, you must help me.

I've no more jealousy and no more pride.

I've gone beyond pride...

but since I can't have the smile of love...

I condemn myself to its grimace.

At present, I want to think of my sisters...

who sufferin bordellos...

and of mysisters who sufferin marriage.

They must be given liberty and dignity...

and thought for their brows
and love in their hearts.

I have the religion of love.

I don't give my body without my soul...

nor my soul without my body.

I'm still young...

and yet it sometimes seems to me...

that I've reached
the autumn of my life.

Ah, Miss Lewly. But you're
not wearing a coat...

and in such weather.

I'll get you something hot,
a nice grog.

No, thank you.
I have no time.

I've just come for some paper.

How many reams?

Uh, I need two.

Two reams, please.

This morning I was thinking
I might see you today.

Since you didn't come last week,
I said to myself...

well, usually the young lady
comes on Wednesday...

although it's true that
in weather like this...

people prefer to stay home.

But still, in case you might come...

I put them aside anyway.

Thank you, Mr. Whistler.

Ah. You remember my name.

As for me, it's not
difficult to remember you.

People who write as much as you
are rare in Halifax.

I hope I wasn't being imprudent
in preparing this for you.

Oh, I'm sorry. I don't have
enough for both of them.

Just give me one.

Oh, no. Take them both.
You can pay another time.

No. I don't want to.

Yes, yes. It's my pleasure.

Thank you.

Good-bye, Mr. Whistler.

Good-bye, Miss Lewly.

I'll go to Madam Saunders'.

She may need a doctor.

My dear parents...

it is a trembling
engaged girl who writes you.

Mr. Pinson is resolved to marry me...

but only on the condition...

that he receive both your
consents to the marriage.

I am practically without money,
for one can't live in Halifax,...

on less than 400 francs a month...

and I could never stand owing money...

to the people where I'm staying.

My health is excellent.

My dear parents, I send my love to you all.

Don't forget to send me news
about my music album.

You've given it to the editor,
haven't you?

The doctor's arrived.

It's Dr. Murdock.

Send him in. Oh, wait, Mrs. Saunders.

Could your husband mail this letter?

I'd like it to go out today.

Of course. Doctor, you can come in.

Dr. Murdock, Miss Lewly.

Good day, Miss Lewly.

Good day, Doctor.

Give me your hand, please.

Remember to think of me.

I tremble with love.

You cannot desert me.

I am not myself without you.

At this moment, I don't love you.

Our secret is hard for me to keep.

Don't be surprised if you see me
in the street someday...

speaking out my love for you.

"Your mother is very ill.

Don't forget,
when you write her...

that she can only make out
large handwriting.

I'm sending you 700 francs
through the Bank of Halifax...

plus both of our consents
to your marriage. "

I, Victor Hugo, former peer of France...

authorize my daughter Adele to marry.

"But hear me, Adele...

I'm telling you formally...

either marry right away
or return immediately. "

I don't understand you, Adele.
What are you doing here?

You're wearing disguises to spy on me now?

On the contrary. I dressed like
this so as not to embarrass you.

Well, thanks, Adele.
Thank you.

Albert, I absolutely had to see you.

I've received the consent
from my parents. Look.

So your father changed his mind.

I wouldn't have believed it.

So you see, we can be married now.

I've already told you, Adele,
it's out of the question.

How you've changed, Albert.

You can't have forgotten
the letters you wrote to me.

I haven't forgotten them.

In some of them, you mentioned marriage.

I could show them to those women...

to all your mistresses.

Albert, you haven't forgotten?

All right, it's true.
I did consider marrying you.

I'm no longer thinking of it.

What's the harm in that?

But, Albert, it wasn't I who pursued you.

It was you who sought me!

It was you who wanted me!

It was you who took advantage
of my father's soirees...

to touch my arm.

It was you who caressed me
in the hallways.

I gave myself to you.
You have to keep me.

Do you hear me?
You have to keep me.

You can't be serious.
I knew women before you.

I've known women since you,
and I'll know still more.

But when we're married,
you can have the same freedom.

You can see all the women you want.

You see...

I saw you with that woman and her dogs.

She looks charming.

Have you told her about me?

There are times I wonder
what goes on in your head.

I want so much for us to be
as we were in London...

in that room where I came to you in secret.

For you, I've trampled on everything...

I've abandoned everything.

I spurned my parents' affection.

I betrayed the man who wanted to marry me...

the only man who loved me.

Listen, Adele, I won't tolerate
black mail between us.

But I love you.
Is that so hard to understand?

I love you.

If you really loved me,
and not in this selfish way...

you wouldn't try forcing me to marry you.

If you love someone,
you allow him to be free.

Adele, if you really love me...

you'll leave Halifax
and go back to Guernsey.

Tell me you love me.

Adele.

Please.

I'm ready to go away.

I'm prepared to never see you again...

but I only ask you for just one thing...

before we part forever...

to say if you could still love me.

Kiss me.

My dear parents...

I have just married Lieutenant Pinson.

The ceremony took place Saturday
in a church in Halifax.

I need money for my trousseau.

I must have 300 francs immediately...

in addition to my allowance.

If you'd taken care of my music
as I've asked you 100 times...

that would bring me in some money...

and I wouldn't have to behave like a beggar.

From now on, you will write
my address as follows...

Madam Pinson,
33 North Street...

Halifax, Nova Scotia.

I request that you write "Madam"
on all letters...

clearly on the address.

I hope this good news
reaches you soon in Guernsey.

What are you all doing here?

We're waiting to see Mr. Victor Hugo.

Mr. Victor Hugo isn't well
and won't be along today.

Really? Oh.

"The Guernsey Press Co. Ltd. "

I'd like to see the editor
of the paper, please.

Here's a letter from Mr. Victor Hugo...

to put an announcement
in the paper, please.

Ah, so Victor Hugo's daughter
married an Englishman?

Yes. Lieutenant Pinson.

Adele, we are extremely disappointed.

You deceived us.

You're not married, and there's
no hope you ever will be.

Mr. Pinson has written us.

He informs us he'll never marry you.

Your mother wanted to go
to Halifax, to bring you home.

It was very difficult
to dissuade her.

Such a journey could
prove fatal to her.

Her health is getting worse everyday.

I'm sending you 600 francs
to pay your fare back.

If you decide to come back...

your brother will meet you in Liverpool.

I love you.

You have your father's heart felt love.

Adele, think of your mother.

Think of us. Come home.

My dear parents, you're right.

I wasn't able to marry Lieutenant Pinson...

since he failed to keep his promises.

He wrote me many letters
asking me to marry him...

and I had a chest made to lock them in.

I don't agree with your idea...

of having the lieutenant sued
for breach of promise.

If you really want to write him...

let him know...

let him know how happy you would be...

to accept him into the family.

And tell him that he wouldn't
find a more loving wife.

I love my mother and father.

I love my brothers.
I love you all.

But no human power
can make me leave Halifax...

as long as the lieutenant is here.

Miss. I have a package for you.

It's a gift.

I'd put it aside for some time...

but I hesitated to give it to you.

There.

It's for me?

Yes.

Open it.

I'll wrap it up again.

I thought-

Someone said-

Someone's been telling stories,
and you listened.

I will not be spied upon.

There must be another
bookshop in this town.

Albert, my love...

Do you like the young woman
who brought you this note?

If you do, keep her with you until morning.

You are so handsome, Albert.

You deserve to have all the women on Earth.

Please accept my gift.

Sir, may I come in?

Please do.

I was in the theater.
I just saw the show.

It was remarkable.

I was very impressed.

But I'm not here just to tell you that.

I would like to propose
a business offer.

Oh? Business?
You have a theater?

No.
That's not what I meant.

I'm listening.

Well?
You're not saying anything.

I am very intrigued by your power.

You are very kind.

I am only doing my work.

I am just an instrument of a force...

coming from elsewhere.

Does this power have any limits?

Oh, yes.
Space, for example.

I cannot act on subjects
outside of my presence.

But tell me. Are you a journalist?

No. I'd like to employ your
talents for a personal matter.

- To cure someone sick?
- No.

I've done it before, you know.

No. It's not for that.

Could you change someone's feelings?

What do you mean?

I mean...

for example, change love to hate...

or vice versa?

No, I'm sorry.
I- No, I can't.

I can only work on the bodies,
not the souls.

All I can do with hypnosis...

is to force certain people
to act against their will...

and I do mean certain people only.

Occasionally, there are
subjects who do not respond.

Listen, sir, could you compel
a man to marry a woman?

- Against his will?
- Yes.

Oh, yes. Why not?

Provided one can lure him
to a certain prearranged place.

And then one would need...

all that's necessary for the ceremony-

a minister, of course...

and then two witnesses.

Well, on careful consideration...

it's not easy...

but it's not impossible.

It's only a matter of money.

I have money.

Tillie. Come on out.
Hurry. Come on.

Come on. Hurry.

- So you have money?
- My father has.

- Where is your father?
- In Europe. He's a rich and famous man.

In Europe?

Then I can write him,
and he'll send me the money?

No. I don't want his name
mixed up in this.

Listen, my dear,
it will never work out.

It's much too serious a matter
for me to rush blindly into.

Besides, why should I trust you?

Who is your father?

Either you are completely unrelated to
the man you claim to be your father...

and you'll never succeed
in getting enough money-

for I should need a great deal-

or else you are really his daughter...

in which case, I cannot afford the risk.

So you're saying you refuse?

I refuse.

I won't do it...

unless-

Listen.
I'll need 5,000 francs...

in advance.

I'll have the money in a week.

Fine. Well, can we-

I denounce the lying
of legal status...

the swindle of identity.

Born of father unknown...

Born of father unknown.

I was born...

of father unknown...

of a father completely unknown.

But I don't know my father...

if I was born of unknown father.

A young married couple is buried
in the same coffin.

Not even death can separate them.

The dress of the young dead woman...

is displayed in her parents' home.

But it's mine, too.

It's my home.

The dress of the young bride...

is displayed like a relic
for all visitors.

And what about me?

What am I to do?

Oh, my eyes are aching.

My eyes.

I can't look at them any longer.

I can't stand to see that trunk
of clothes any longer.

My sister's clothes
will have to be thrown away!

They'll have to be burnt...

or given away!

I can't stand the sight
of those dresses!

Oh, my eyes can't stand them!

Oh, my eyes!

Miss Adele!
Let me in! What's the matter?

I must see him.

Absolutely.

My father will see you now.

Thank you for agreeing to see me
when you don't know who I am.

You're French, it would seem.

Yes. I'm the daughter of Victor Hugo.

The author. I do not
share his political ideas...

but I admire his courage.

Sir, I'll come right to the point.

I've just read of
your daughter's engagement...

and I have to tell you
that Lieutenant Pinson...

is absolutely unworthy
of becoming part of your family.

I don't know, Miss, if you appreciate...

the seriousness of what you're saying.

I am perfectly aware of it.

I have known Lieutenant Pinson
for some years.

He was cunning enough
to insinuate himself...

into the good graces of my family.

He courted me,
discreetly but persistently...

and I must admit that I responded to him.

I had little experience of the world...

for two years of exile had kept me from it.

This young man knew how
to charm a naive young girl...

and I was indeed naive.

I was so naive that
I broke off my engagement...

with Mr. Auguste Vacquerie,
a friend of my father.

I had only one thought: that
of marrying Lieutenant Pinson.

But your parents?

My parents were strongly
opposed to this marriage.

My mother, who suspected I was
meeting Lieutenant Pinson...

in secret, found out about him.

He never was the son of a clergyman.

He was imprisoned for his debts.
As he couldn't pay them...

he was given the choice
between prison and the army.

He chose the army.

But because of my determination...

my parents gave their consent,
and our marriage took place.

Lieutenant Pinson even signed the contract.

Have you any proof?

Of course. Here.

Here are some clippings
from the Guernsey newspaper...

announcing our engagement and marriage.

If this lieutenant
is as bad as you say he is...

how can you still be his wife?

Do you think people can
always control their feelings?

One can be in love with a man...

and still despise
everything about him.

And besides...

I'm expecting his child.

We're going to miss you...

but I'm happy you've made
the right decision.

And your parents
will be so happy...

to see you again
after all this time.

I hope that...

May I speak of Lieutenant Pinson?

I hope you've put him
right out of your mind.

He's not worthy of you.

Who does he think he is...

refusing to marry you?

You're mistaken,
Mrs. Saunders.

I'm the one who didn't
want to get married.

I think marriage is degrading for a woman...

especially for a woman like me.

My work requires solitude.

And think about my name,
Mrs. Saunders.

Think about my father.

I could never give up
the name of Miss Hugo.

Yes. Yes. I understand.

This incredible thing...

that a young girl...

whose only bread today...

depends on her father's
good charity...

still suffering from hatred
after 4 years...

this thing I willdo.

This incredible thing, that a young girl...

should step over the ocean, pass
from the old world to the new...

and join her lover-
this thing I will accomplish.

Miss Adele, I have a present for you.

It's a cape.
It's too pretty for me.

It'll look so much lovelier on you.

You'll keep it in memory of us.

Thank you, Mrs. Saunders.

Thank you so much.

Au revoir, Miss Adele.

Write to me when you get home.

Don't touch that.

It's my book.

Adele, here are 700 francs
for your return passage.

If you persist
on staying in Halifax,...

I will regard this money
as an advance on your pension.

You complain of my slowness
in getting your music published.

For the present,
it would be better...

for you to avoid attracting
attention to yourself.

Your mother is so ill that we
keep your letters from her...

in order not to aggravate
her condition.

She has left Guernsey
and settled in Brussels...

so I am staying alone
in Hauteville House.

Adele, my dear one...

my arms are opened to you.

I am old.
My greatest joy...

would be to have
all of you by my side.

"Morning Herald"

"Brussels.

We have learned of the death
of Mrs. Victor Hugo...

"wife of the famous French poet. "

"We here by announce
that the 16th Hussars...

stationed in Halifax...

will be moving
on February 15, 1864...

to the Barbados Islands. "

Move aside.

Leave the French lady alone.

I'll read the letter for you.
I've changed it a little.

You can tell me if it's all right.

"Sir, I am only a simple woman
from the Barbados Islands.

I don't know how to read, but
I know the name of Victor Hugo.

Ten years ago, I was still a slave...

and I know that you are
the friend and defender...

of the oppressed on Earth.

I had noticed in the streets
of Bridgetown...

a woman dressed like no one else...

who seemed to be poor
and marked by destiny.

Children made fun of her
in the streets...

and this distressed me.

One day, I felt obliged to protect her.

I brought her to my house
and took care of her.

I have learned
that she is your daughter...

that she was abandoned
by an officer...

whom she followed to Halifax
and then here, to Barbados.

Sorrow has broken her, body and soul.

If her body is now healed,
her soul is perhaps lost.

Adele needs to return home
to the warmth of her family.

I could, if you agree,
Mr. Victor Hugo...

bring your daughter back to Europe.

Mr. Werder, of Martinique...

will advance me the money
for the journey. "

And so Adele returned to France,
accompaniedby Madam Baa.

Major changes had taken place in Europe.

The fall of Napoleon III...

had permitted the return
of Victor Hugo...

who went home to France
after 18 years of exile.

Reunited with his daughter Adele...

he had to place her in a private
clinic in Saint-Mande...

where she lived for 40 years.

There, she enjoyed gardening,
played the piano...

and continued to write her journal...

in her own secret language.

Adele outlived all her family.

Her father died on May 22, 1885.

His last words were,
"I see a black light. "

The day of Victor Hugo's funeral...

was a day of mourning
for all of France.

Victor Hugo's body
lay in state all night...

And the next day,
two million Parisians...

to the Pantheon.

The death of his daughter Adele
on April 25, 1915...

passed almost unnoticed...

in the turmoil
of the First World War.

Fifty years earlier, as she
was about to leave Guernsey...

Adele had written in her journal...

"This incredible thing,
that a young girl...

should step over the ocean...

leave the old world
for the new world...

to join her lover-

this thing
will I accomplish. "

"This was the story of Adele H. "