Dinas.
My Lord
Denovalin has bid me come to thee
To play at chess. He said thou wast in haste.
And has he, as Mark ordered him, made peace
With thee?
Iseult.
Made peace with me! I told
Thee, Dinas, that he has stirred up the past
With gloomy words and threatened me. He spoke
Forebodingly of coming days—; I fear
His words and know not what is brewing o'er
My head!
Dinas.
Denovalin has threatened thee!
That bodes no good!
Iseult.
What think'st thou, Dinas? Speak!
Dinas.
It makes me almost fear that I was not
Deceived this morn as through the mist I rode.
Iseult.
Oh Dinas!
Dinas.
For I saw a man who rode
As secretly, and stole along the way
Concealèd in the murky mists of dawn.
I—
Iseult.
Dinas!
Dinas.
Tristram's in the land, Iseult!
Iseult.
Oh Dinas, speak! (Softly.) My friend. Lord
Tristram came
At dawn today—? The man who loved me so!
My dearest Lord—! Oh Dinas, Dinas, didst