n. (Getting up) Well, I must be moving on. _We_
have been companions for a short time; I thank you for it. I wish you
well.
GERVASE (getting up). I say, I've been awfully glad to meet you. And I
shall never forget the breakfast you gave me.
SUSAN. It is friendly of you to say so.
GERVASE (hesitatingly). You won't mind my having another one when
Ernest comes back--I mean, if Ernest comes back? You won't think I'm
slighting yours in any way? But after an outdoor bathe, you know, one
does----
SUSAN. Please! I am happy to think you have such an appetite.
GERVASE (holding out his hand). Well, good-bye, Mr. Susan, (SUSAN
looks at his hand doubtfully, and GERVASE says with a laugh) Oh, come
on!
SUSAN (shaking it). Good-bye, Mr. Mallory.
GERVASE. And I shan't forget what you said.
SUSAN (smiling). I expect you will, Mr. Mallory. Good-bye.
[He goes off.
GERVASE (calling after him). Because it wasn't the moonlight, it
wasn't really. It was just _Her_. (To himself) It was just _Her_. . . . I
suppose the great Whatsisname would say, "It was just She," but then,
that isn't what I mean.
(GERVASE watches him going down the hill. Then he turns to the other
side, says, "Hallo!" suddenly in great astonishment, and withdraws a
few steps.)
GERVASE. It can't be! (He goes cautiously forward and looks again) It
is!
(He comes back, and walks gently off through the trees.)
(MELISANDE comes in. She has no hat; her hair is in two plaits to her
waist; she is wearing a dress which might belong to any century. She
stands in the middle of the glade, looks round it, holds out her hands
to it for a moment, and then clasps them with a sigh of happiness. . . .)
(GERVASE, his cloak thrown away, comes in behind her. For a moment he
is half-hidden by the trees.)
GERVASE (very softly). Princess!
(She hears but thinks she is still dreaming. She smiles a little.)
GERVASE (a little more loudly). Princess!
(She listens and nods to herself, GERVASE steps out into the open.)
GERVASE. Princess!
(She turns round.)
MELISANDE (looking at him wonderingly). You!
GERVASE. At your service, Princess.
MELISANDE. It was you who came last night.
GERVASE. I was at your father's court last night. I saw you. You
looked at me.
MELISANDE. I thought it was only a dream when I looked at you. I
thought it was a dream when you called me just now. Is it still a
dream?
GERVASE. If it is a dream, let us go on dreaming.
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