d repentances for ever.

[_He signs the cross._ YOLANDA _stands dazed. A
silence. Then a shuddering cry and all turn
toward the balcony, where_ ALESSA _bursts, pale
and wild and striving to speak._

_Yolanda_ (_with dread, awe, premonition_). Alessa!

_Alessa._ Lady Yolanda! you have wed him?

_Yolanda_ (_pausing_). Yes.

_Alessa._ Lady Berengere is dead.

_Yolanda._ No!... No!

[_Chokes rebelliously._

It cannot be! mother! cannot! awake her!
And tell her I have wed him! mother! cannot!

[_Goes trembling, belieflessly, up the balcony. A
strange doubt seizes_ AMAURY. _On the rest is
silence, consternation, and fear._

CURTAIN

ACT IV

SCENE: _The Chapel of the Castle--or Chapel of the
Magdalen--a few hours later. It is of stone,
low-arched, gloomy, and adorned with Byzantine mosaics
of gaunt saints on backgrounds of gold. The altar is in
the rear, and above it a large window, through which
pours the still moon. In front of it, to either side,
rise two pillars supporting the roof, and on one of
them, halfway up, stands a stone image of the Magdalen.
Forward are two other pillars whose bases form seats.
The right wall has, set midway, a large door hung with
heavy curtains. In the rear are smaller doors leading
to a sacristy. The altar lamp and a few tapers burn._
ALESSA _enters, rubbing her eyes as if to clear them of
vision, looks around, then calls uncertainly--_

_Alessa._ Good father! Father Moro! ... He is not here.

[_Rubs her eyes again._

The dead are strange! I knew not of their power.
It is as if her spirit still imprisoned
Hovered beneath the pallor of her face
And strove to speak. Good father!

[_Enter_ MORO.

Ah, you were
There in the sacristy.

_Moro._ Yes, Your desire?

_Alessa._ The acolytes summoned from Famagouste
To aid your rites before her burial
Have come, and wait.

_Moro._ Send hither two.

[_Looks closely at her._

_Alessa._