Lancéor.
I will stay with you; and, if his violence....
Joyzelle.
You will ruin us both.... Go!... Hide there, behind those spurges.... Whatever he may say, whatever he may do, do not show yourself and fear nothing for me: I shall know how to defend myself.... Go!... He is coming!... Go!... I hear his voice....
[Lancéor hides behind a cluster of tall spurges. The railed gate opens and Merlin enters the garden.
Merlin.
Is he here, Joyzelle?...
Joyzelle.
No.
Merlin.