GERVASE. No, no, no!
(She looks at him gravely for a moment and then nods her head.)
MELISANDE (pointing). I live down there. You will come for me?
GERVASE. I will come.
MELISANDE. I am my lord's servant. I will wait for him. (She moves away from him. Then she curtsies and says) This afternoon, my lord.
(She goes down the hill.)
(He stands looking after her. While he is standing there, ERN comes through the trees with breakfast.)
ACT III
It is about four o'clock in the afternoon of the same day. JANE is sitting on the sofa in the hall, glancing at a paper, but evidently rather bored with it, and hoping that somebody—BOBBY, did you say?—will appear presently. However, it is MR. KNOWLE who comes in.
MR. KNOWLE. Ah, Jane!