(Kissing his forehead.)
(Passionately.) Oh, how I love thee! (With hurried emphasis.)
Go to her at once—
Go to her quickly, ere it be too late!
Flor. Thy sister comes this way. (Aside.) Alas! Vavir,
There is more Heaven than Earth in that pale face!
Enter Vavir, very pale and weak, supported by Melusine and Amanthis. Florian receives her in his arms and they lay her gently on the ground. Hilda rushes to her, as they place her on the ground, near the sun-dial. Florian kneels by her, and takes her hand.
Hil. Vavir, my love—my gentle sister. See,
He loves thee—Florian loves thee! He is here
To tell thee this—to call thee back to life.