ASTOLAINE.
Do not speak so of it…. He thought I suffered. He thought to have done good, and he did evil unwittingly…. That often happens to us…. It is my fault, perhaps…. I recall it to-day…. One night I was asleep. I was weeping in a dream…. We have little courage when we dream. I waked…. He was beside my bed, looking at me…. Perhaps he was deceived….
FOURTH SISTER (running).
Alladine has stirred a little in her room….