And all this night is ours for ecstasy.
Kiss me with quenchless kisses, and embrace
Me with your beauty, till——
[Yolanda with a cry, as of fear, looses herself, pretending to discover Renier, who is struck rigid.
Moro. My lord, my lord!...
It is Yolanda.
Renier. Then—
[The dagger falls from him.
Why, then—Amaury!
[Yolanda, realising, stunned, sinks back to the divan.
Curtain