Phedro
She has never known?
Gwymplane
Why should she? [half to himself] It was sweet that she should love what I am—not what I appear.
Phedro
Perhaps he has told her, and her hands have travelled over his face and found that it is very fair.
[Gwymplane bends his head between his arms.]
But maybe she has gone against her will.
Gwymplane
Yes, that is it. I must find out—O, God, take me to where I can find out.