What?... What is that you are saying?
LITTLE YNIOLD.
I say ... not before you ... not before you....
[_Bursts into sobs and takes refuge by_ MELISANDE.]
MELISANDE.
What is it, Yniold?... What is it?... why do you weep all at once?
YNIOLD _(sobbing)._
Because ... oh! oh! because ...
MELISANDE.
Because what?... Because what?... Tell me ...
YNIOLD.
Little mother ... little mother ... you are going away....
MELISANDE.
But what has taken hold of you, Yniold?... I have never dreamed of
going away....
YNIOLD.
Yes, you have; yes, you have; little father has gone away.... Little
father does not come back, and you are going to go away too.... I have
seen it ... I have seen it....
MELISANDE.
But there has never been any idea of that, Yniold.... Why, what makes
you think that I would go away?...
YNIOLD.
I have seen it ... I have seen it.... You have said things to uncle
that I could not hear....
PELLEAS.
He is sleepy.... He has been dreaming.... Come here, Yniold; asleep
already?... Come and look out at the window; the swans are fighting
with the dogs.
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