MELISANDE. But I am just going into the garden. Stay and talk to Bobby, won't you?
MRS. KNOWLE (with a happy smile, hoping for the best). Yes, my darling.
MELISANDE (going to the windows). That's right. (She stops at the windows and holds out her hands to the night)—
The moon shines bright: In such a night as this
When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees
And they did make no noise, in such a night
Troilus methinks mounted the Troyan walls,
And sighed his soul towards the Grecian tents,
Where Cressid lay that night. In such a night
Stood Dido with a willow in her hand,