PALOMIDES.
All will be ready to-morrow. We cannot wait longer. He prowls like a madman through the corridors of the palace; I met him even now. He looked at me without a word. I passed; and as I turned, I saw him slyly laugh, shaking his keys. When he perceived that I was looking at him, he smiled at me, making signs of friendship. He must have some secret project, and we are in the hands of a master whose reason begins to totter…. To-morrow we shall be far away…. Yonder there are wonderful countries that resemble thine…. Astolaine has already provided for our flight and for my sisters'….
ALLADINE.
What has she said?