Peace, Torre! (To Launcelot) I doubt not you have used all kindness.
We’ll pray that Time amend this in his fashion.
Sir Launcelot, God be with you.
Launcelot
And with you
Would heaven that I could have requited her.
Lavaine
I must go, father, with Sir Launcelot.
She understands well how it is with me.
Father, your blessing (kneels).