The Commander: Here?
The Captain: Here, on this rock in the middle.
The Commander: I do not dare to advance. Monarchy reposes in these shadows.
The Captain: He is there.
The Commander (perceiving the princess): But who is that? Whom have you left beside him?
The Captain: No one.
The Commander: No one? Yet yonder are hands and the semblance of a face. Look.
An Officer: Yes. There is someone there beside the bier.
The Captain: It is most astonishing. I saw them all depart before I set out myself to meet you.
The Commander: Hola! Is there someone living in the shade of the trees and the night?