Joseph, who knew nothing about the details of history, had no idea how deeply the march Sophie was about to join would leave its mark on history. He was simply surprised that a woman like Aunt Sophie, who was actually indifferent to politics, would even consider taking part in a demonstration.
"Aunt Sophie, didn't you say you weren't interested in this stuff at all?" Before Joseph could speak, Louis spoke up first. "Can't you stay home? If you're not here, Lucien will dump all the housework on me."
"Ah, my little Master Louis." Aunt Sophie wiped her hands on her apron. "I can't stay home. If I don't go, the others will be upset. It's like when your friends have a party and invite you, little Louis. If you don't go, won't they be unhappy too?"
"But Aunt Sophie, a party with friends is for having fun. You're going to a demonstration," Louis went on. "Joseph said things are chaotic and dangerous outside right now. It's especially chaotic and dangerous around City Hall."
"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Aunt Sophie patted Louis on the head. "Mayor Bailly and the Marquis de Lafayette are both good men, and I won't be at the very front. If anything happens, I'll run as fast as I can."
Aunt Sophie knew nothing about politics, but her simple wisdom told her that if everyone went and she stayed behind, she would stand out in everyone's eyes and become conspicuous. At a time like this, standing out always brought all kinds of danger.
The next day, Aunt Sophie indeed didn't come. It wasn't until the afternoon of the third day, after Joseph had already finished work and returned home, that she appeared at his door, her face alight with excitement and exhaustion.
"Sorry for the trouble,