I am Prince Golaud,--grandson of Arkël, the old King of Allemonde....

MÉLISANDE.

Oh, you have gray hairs already....

GOLAUD.

Yes; some, here, by the temples....

MÉLISANDE

And in your beard, too.... Why do you look at me so?

GOLAUD.

I am looking at your eyes.--Do you never shut your eyes?

MÉLISANDE.

Oh, yes; I shut them at night....

GOLAUD.

Why do you look so astonished?

MÉLISANDE.

You are a giant?