MELISANDE. He said he was a humble woodcutter's son. That means he was a prince in disguise. He called me his princess.
JANE. Darling, how could he be a prince?
MELISANDE. I have read stories sometimes of men who went to sleep and woke up thousands of years afterwards and found themselves in a different world. Perhaps, Jane, he lived in those old days, and——
JANE. Did he talk like an ordinary person?
MELISANDE. Oh no, no!
JANE. Well, it's really extraordinary. . . . Was he a gentleman?
MELISANDE (smiling at her). I didn't ask him, Jane.
JANE (crossly). You know what I mean.
MELISANDE. He is coming this afternoon to take me away.
JANE (amazed). To take you away? But what about Aunt Mary?