ver was
My faithful hound--. Let me go to him now.

ISEULT (starting back).
Thou knowst his name--!

STR. JESTER.
Brangaene, lead the fool.
Obey thy mistress's command. Thou needst
Not lead me to the cage! I know the way.
Give me the key!

[He snatches the hey from BRANGAENE'S
hand and disappears with long strides
behind the stairs. He is erect and proud.
The two women stand looking at each
other amazed and motionless.]

SCENE III

BRANGAENE.
Poor fool, I pity him!

ISEULT (breaking out passionately).
He must not go! My God, he must not! Call
Him back, Brangaene, call him back!

THE VOICE OF THE JESTER (joyfully).
Husdent!

BRANGAENE.
Oh, hark!

ISEULT (in increasing fear).
His cry! His dying cry, perhaps!
Brangaene, dearest sister, what thinkst thou
Of this Strange Jester Tramtris?

[The women stare at each other without
speaking.]

Wilt thou go
And look between the bars?

[BRANGAENE goes after the Strange Jester.]

Oh Thou who hast
Created this great world, why didst Thou then
Create me, too?

BRANGAENE (reentering in great excitement).
Iseult! Oh God, Iseult!
Old Husdent's cage is empty, and the fool
With Husdent leapt the wall and they are gone!

[She hastens to the window.]

ISEULT.
Has he then slain the dog and fled away?

BRANGAENE.
Behold! There goes the fool, and Husdent jumps
And dances round him as he walks and, mad
With joy, leaps howling up and licks his face
And hands!

ISEULT (jumps on to the bench before the window and
waves her hand joyously).
Oh Tristram, Tristram, thou dear fool!
My dear beloved friend!--He does not turn!
--Oh call! Oh call him back!--Run! Run! Make haste
To follow him and bring him back! He does
Not hear my voice!

BRANGAENE (shaking the bars of the gate).
The gate! my God, the gate!
The guards are still asleep!

ISEULT.
Oh God! I die!
Oh Tristram! Tristram! Tristram! See, he turns
Not back! God is unkind. He loves me not.
I'll