(Putting out his arms to embrace her.) You know who I am, Joyzelle, and love must tell you....
Joyzelle.
(Drawing back violently.) Ah, do not touch me, or I shall summon death to come to put an end to this horrible dream!... I know not what phantoms have haunted this night, but this is the vilest, the basest, the most cowardly that the darkness has sent!... I do not believe in it yet!... I am bruising my eyes in trying to awake myself!... Ah, do not come near me!... Back!... Begone!... You fill me with horror!...
Merlin.
Look at me, Joyzelle!... I do not understand you; and doubtless sleep still troubles....
Joyzelle.
Where is he?...
Merlin.
Wake, Joyzelle....
Joyzelle.