ARKËL.
Hush!… Hush!… We must speak softly now.—She must not be disturbed…. The human soul is very silent…. The human soul likes to depart alone…. It suffers so timorously…. But the sadness, Golaud … the sadness of all we see!… Oh! oh! oh!… [At this moment, all the servants fall suddenly on their knees at the back of the chamber.]
ARKËL (turning).
What is the matter?
THE PHYSICIAN (approaching the bed and feeling the body).
They are right…. [A long silence.