12th Leper.
We go! We go!
6th Leper.
King Mark shall punish thee!
Str. Leper (throwing the club after them).
Here, take your crutch and flee, ye curs!
Voices of the Lepers (outside).
Oh, oh!—
He wounded me!—Fly!—Fly!—
SCENE V
The Strange Leper, whose hood has fallen back during the conflict, goes quickly to the foot of the steps. His forehead is bound with a narrow band. Iseult stands motionless with closed eyes.
Str. Leper.
Iseult!
(Anxiously, wonderingly and imploringly.)
Iseult!
Iseult (throws back her head, shuddering. She keeps her eyes closed. Slowly and heavily.)
Thou beast! Thou dog!