"Ask."
"When began you to think of me?"
"Will you put me to shame, Isoult?"
"Never, never! There is no shame in you. Look what I am."
"The purest, the loveliest, the bride of all delight!"
"You are a great lord; and I——"
"The great lord's lady—out of his reach."
"Prosper! No, no. If I am out of reach, reach not for me. Tell me instead what I ask you."
"But you know when I began, and what you said."
"Ah, it was then?"