Unless I have the pledge that you will wed,
Though not to be his wife and free to leave him,
This Paphian,
And with him from Lusignan hence will pass.
[Camarin appears on loggia.
And he has come now for your answer.
Yolanda. Here!
In league with you! in this!
Vittia. Most loyally;
And ready skilfully to disavow,
With every force, your innocence—if you
Attempt betrayal!—
Enter, my lord of Paphos—I have spoken.
[Camarin enters desperately.
But she has pledged no further—though the life
Of Berengere Lusignan fall for it,
And though Amaury.... But you may avail.
[Moves off. Yolanda stands silently between them. Camarin looks at her, falters, then turns on Vittia.
Camarin. As an anchorite covets, Venetian,
Immortal calm, I crave and covet this!
Yet ... I will not entreat it of her more.
Vittia. What!