She smiles a little.)
GERVASE (a little more loudly). Princess!
(She listens and nods to herself, GERVASE steps out into the open.)
GERVASE. Princess!
(She turns round.)
MELISANDE (looking at him wonderingly). You!
GERVASE. At your service, Princess.
MELISANDE. It was you who came last night.
GERVASE. I was at your father's court last night. I saw you. You
looked at me.
MELISANDE. I thought it was only a dream when I looked at you. I
thought it was a dream when you called me just now. Is it still a
dream?
GERVASE. If it is a dream, let us go on dreaming.
MELISANDE. Where do you come from? Fairyland?
GERVASE. This is Fairyland. We are in the enchanted forest.
MELISANDE (with a sigh of happiness). Ah!
GERVASE. You have been looking for it?
MELISANDE. For so long. (She is silent for a little, and then says
with a smile) May one sit down in an enchanted forest?
GERVASE. Your throne awaits you. (He spreads his cloak over the log.)
MELISANDE. Thank you. . . . Won't you sit, too?
GERVASE (shaking his head). I haven't finished looking at you yet. . . .
You are very lovely, Princess.
MELISANDE. Am I?
GERVASE. Haven't they told you?
MELISANDE. Perhaps I wondered sometimes.
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