GOLAUD.
Didst thou love Pelleas?
MELISANDE.
Why, yes; I loved him.--Where is he?
GOLAUD.
Thou dost not understand me?--Thou wilt not understand me?--It seems
to me ... it seems to me.... Well, then, here: I ask thee if thou
lovedst him with a forbidden love?... Wert thou ... were you guilty?
Say, say, yes, yes, yes!...
MELISANDE.
No, no; we were not guilty.--Why do you ask that?
GOLAUD.
Melisande!... tell me the truth, for the love of God!
MELISANDE.
Why have I not told the truth?
GOLAUD.
Do not lie so any more, at the moment of death!
MELISANDE.
Who is dying?--Is it I?
GOLAUD.
Thou, thou! and I, I too, after thee!... And we must have the
truth.... We must have the truth at last, dost thou understand?...
Tell me all! Tell me all! I forgive thee all!...
MELISANDE.
Why am I going to die?--I did not know it....
GOLAUD.
Thou knowest it now!... It is time! It is time!... Quick! quick!...
The truth! the truth!...
MELISANDE.
The truth ... the truth....
GOLAUD.
Where art thou?--Melisande!--Where art thou?--It is not natural!
Melisande! Where art thou?--Where goest thou? [_Perceiving_ ARKEL
_and the_ PHYSICIAN _at the door of the room.
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