Merlin.
(Looking at her gravely.) I will make the sign, Joyzelle. (Joyzelle exit slowly, turns back and withdraws at last, before a grave and imperious gesture from Merlin. Merlin, left alone with Lancéor, kneels down beside him to dress his wound.) There, have no fear, my son, there, it is for your happiness; and may all my heart open in the first kiss that I am able to give you.
[He embraces him long and fervently. Enter Arielle.
Arielle.
Master, we must hasten and lay the new trap.
Merlin.
Will he fall into it?
Arielle.
Man always falls into a trap, when his instinct leads him; but let us veil his reason, let us change his character; we shall behold a sight that will make us smile....