What!... He dares!... No, it is not possible, or else the years no longer have the weight they should have and reason escapes us when death draws near....
Joyzelle.
And yet I fear it.... He gave me to understand.... He is strange and sad.... They say he has a son who is very far from here, who is lost, perhaps.... He is always thinking of him.... When he thinks that he will see him again, his face lights up, he.... Here he is!...
[Enter Merlin.
Merlin.
I was looking for you, Joyzelle.... (Turning to Lancéor, with a threatening glance.) As for you, I know who you are and I know the reasons that have brought you to this island, the trick of this pretended shipwreck and the name of the enemy who sent you....
Lancéor.
Me?... But it was a mere accident that flung me on this coast....
Merlin.