My gentle sisters. (They look in horror.) Are ye not content?
Behold! I am a devil, like yourselves!
ACT III.
Scene, same as Acts I. and II.
Lutin discovered sitting, in deep dejection. Zayda is at his feet trying to arouse him. Ethais is lying insensible at entrance to bower, covered with a mantle.
Zay. Come, Lutin, speak to me—for hours in vain
I’ve sought to wean thee from thine inner self;
I’ve sung in vain to thee—thou wilt not sing—
Lut. I can not sing.