Merlin.
No, you were right; you would not have been she whom love demands if you had not done what you were going to do.
Joyzelle.
I do not know, I am dreaming.... But since it is not the abominable thing, I abandon myself to my dream....
Merlin.
Yes, it is true, my Joyzelle, I am yearning to enjoy your delighted surprise, to follow your glances which seem to me so beautiful in their astonished flight, in which confidence dawns and which no longer know where to rest their wings, like sea-birds that have lost the shore.... I am taking my share of the happiness which I bestow.... I shall have no other.... But do not be anxious, we shall together enter into fate's secrets; and, when Lancéor....
Joyzelle.
Where is he?
Merlin.