Anchor and land to-night near Keryneia.
My troops are ready and await me--
So I must speed.

_Yolanda_ (_with strange terror_). I pray you, do not go.

_Amaury._ Yolanda!

_Yolanda._ If I am left alone--!

_Amaury._ Yolanda!

_Yolanda_ (_sinking to a seat_). I meant it not--a breath of
fear--forget--
And go.

_Amaury._ I know you not to-night. Farewell.

[_He kisses her and hurries off.... A silence._

_Berengere._ Yolanda----

_Yolanda._ Mother, I will go to sleep.

[_She rises._

_Berengere._ A change has come to you--a difference
Drawn as a veil between us.

_Yolanda._ I am weary.

_Berengere._ You love me?

_Yolanda._ As, O mother, I love him,
With love impregnable to every ill,
As Paradise is.

_Berengere._ Then--

_Yolanda._ I pray, no more.
To-night I am flooded with a deeper tide
Than yet has flowed into my life--and through it
Sounds premonition: so I must have calm.

[_She embraces_ BERENGERE; _goes slowly up steps and off._

_Berengere_ (_chilled_). What fear--if it is fear--has so
unfixed her?
Is it suspicion? Then I must not meet
Him here to-night--or if to-night, no more.
Her premonition!--and my dream that I
Should with a cross bring her deep bitterness.

[_Thinks a moment, then takes the crucifix from her neck._

Had Renier but come, perhaps I might ...

[_Lays it on table._

O were I dead this sinning would awake me!...
And yet I care not (_dully_).... No, I will forget.

[_Goes firmly from door to door and looks out each.
Then lifts, unnoting, the cross-shaped
candlestick; and waving it at the loggia, turns
holding it before her._

Soon he will come up from the cool, and touch
Away my weakness with mad tenderness.
Soon he will ... Ah!

[_Has seen with terror the candlestick's structure._

The cross!... My dream!... Yolanda!

[_Lets it fall._

Mercy of God, move in me!... Sacrilege!

[_Sinks feebly to the divan, and bows, overcome._

_Camarin_ (_appearing after a pause on the loggia_).
My Berengere, a moment, and I come!