Take it, my lady,
So you may know your freedom and my love,
And me your lover, Calaf.
TURANDOT
Calaf, not
My lover.—Calaf, or Keedur, Khan, you are
Mine enemy in my power.—Until to-morrow,
Good-night!
[She hastens toward the door. Grasping her arm, his eyes glow passionately]
CALAF