PALOMIDES.
[Rushing headlong from the room.] Come! Come!… I think she …
ASTOLAINE.
Thou hast seen her?…
PALOMIDES.
She is stretched out on the bed!… She does not stir!… I do not think she … Come! Come! [They all go into the room.
ASTOLAINE AND THE SISTERS OF PALOMIDES.
[In the room.] She is here…. No, no, she is not dead…. Alladine! Alladine!… Oh! oh! The poor child!… Do not cry out so…. She has fainted…. Her hair is tied across her mouth…. And her hands are bound behind her back…. They are bound with the help of her hair…. Alladine! Alladine!… Fetch some water….
[ABLAMORE, who has waked, appears on the step of the door.]