Iseult (rising).
Yes, child,
And this the castle—
[Brangaene takes the cloak from Iseult's
shoulders and helps her put on a loose
flowing garment. Iseult's hair is hidden
beneath a close-fitting cap.]
Paranis (steps nearer, in great surprise).
Where ye fled from Mark's
Abom'nable decree? The castle makes
Me shudder and the wood that grows around.
Brangaene (quoting the decree).
this day on Lord Tristram dares
To show himself within my realm—he dies,
And with him dies Iseult of Ireland ..."
Iseult (quoting).
"And witness here my name signed with my blood—"
[She goes to the table on the right and sets
up the chess-men. Paranis sits on a cushion
at her feet. Brangaene clears the dressing
table.]
Paranis.
Is it since that day thou hast wept, my Queen?
Iseult.
Thou know'st my secret boy and yet canst ask!
Brangaene.
Inquire not too much, Paranis, lest
A deeper knowledge of such things consume
Thy soul, and leave in place a cinder-pile.
Paranis.
There's more they say, yet I believe no more.