I am lost!… lost!… Oh! oh! lost here…. I am not of this place…. I was not born there….
GOLAUD.
Whence are you? Where were you born?
MÉLISANDE.
Oh! oh! far away from here!… far away … far away….
GOLAUD.
What is it shining so at the bottom of the water?
MÉLISANDE.
Where?—Ah! it is the crown he gave me. It fell as I was weeping….