Pelléas.
It is a beacon; there are others that we do not yet see.
Melisande.
The vessel is in the light. It is already very far…
Pelléas.
It is going away with all sails set.
Melisande.
It is the ship that brought me here. It has great sails. I recognize it by its sails.
Pelléas.
There will be a bad sea to-night.
Melisande.
Why does it go away to-night? One hardly sees it any more. It will perhaps be wrecked.
Pelléas.
Night is falling very fast…
Genevieve.
It is time to go within. Pelléas, show the way to Melisande. I must eo and see, for a moment, the little Yniold.
Pelléas.
One no longer sees anything on the sea…
Melisande.
I see other lights.
Pelléas.
It is the other beacons… Do you hear the sea? It is the wind that is rising. Let us get down this way. Will you give me your hand?
Melisande.
See. see. I have my hands full of flowers.
Pelléas.
I will support you by your arm; the way is steep and it is very dark. I go away perhaps to-morrow.
Melisande.
Oh!… Why do you go away?
SECOND ACT.
SCENE I.
(A Fountain in the Park. Enter Pelléas and Melisande.)
Pelléas.
You do not know where I have brought you—I come often to sit here, toward noon, when it is too hot in the gardens. It is suffocating to-day, even in the shade of the trees.
Melisande.
Oh! the water is clear…
Pelléas.
It is as fresh as in winter. It is an old abandoned fountain. It seems that it was a miraculous fountain.—it made the blind to see.—It is still called the "Fountain of the Blind."
Melisande.
It no longer opens the eves of the blind?
Pelléas.
Since the King is nearly blind himself, no one comes to it any more…
Melisande.
How lonely it is here… one hears nothing.
