PÉLLÉAS.
I will hold you by the arm, the road is steep and it is very gloomy there…. I am going away perhaps to-morrow….
MÉLISANDE.
Oh!… why do you go away? [Exeunt.
ACT SECOND.
SCENE I.—_A fountain in the park.
Enter_ PÉLLÉAS and MÉLISANDE.
PÉLLÉAS.
You do not know where I have brought you?—I often come to sit here, toward noon, when it is too hot in the gardens. It is stifling to-day, even in the shade of the trees.