Yolanda. Then——
(They start and listen. Approaching hoofs are heard.)
Vittia. Ah! Amaury?—It is?
His speed upon the road? now at the gates?
(The fall of chains is heard.)
What then, what is your purpose—to renounce
And force him from you, or to have me breathe
To Renier Lusignan the one word
That will transmute his wrong to madness?
Say quickly. Centuries have stained these walls,
But never a wife; never——
(Enter Berengere.)
Yolanda. Mother?...
Berengere. Amaury
Has spurred to us, Yolanda, from his post,
Secret and sudden. But ... what has befallen?
(Looks from one to the other.)
Yolanda. He comes here, mother?