MELISANDE (thinking of it still). You were so brave.
GERVASE. Yes, I expect I'm pretty brave in other people's dreams—I'm so cowardly in my own. Did I kill anybody?
MELISANDE. You were engaged in a terrible fight with a dragon when I woke up.
GERVASE. Leaving me and the dragon still asleep—I mean, still fighting? Oh, Melisande, how could you leave us until you knew who had won?
MELISANDE. I tried so hard to get back to you.
GERVASE. I expect I was winning, you know. I wish you could have got back for the finish. . . . Melisande, let me come into your dreams again to-night.
MELISANDE. You never asked me last night. You just came.
GERVASE. Thank you for letting me come.
MELISANDE. And then when I woke up early this morning, the world was so young, so beautiful, so fresh that I had to be with it. It called to me so clearly—to come out and find its secret. So I came up here, to this enchanted place, and all the way it whispered to me—wonderful things.
GERVASE. What did it whisper, Melisande?