It is the ship that brought me here. It has great sails.... I
recognized it by its sails.

PÉLLÉAS.

There will be a rough sea to-night.

MÉLISANDE.

Why does it go away to-night?... You can hardly see it any longer....
Perhaps it will be wrecked....

PÉLLÉAS.

The sight falls very quickly.... [_A silence._

GENEVIÈVE.

No one speaks any more?... You have nothing more to say to each
other?... It is time to go in. Pélléas, show Mélisande the way. I mast
go see little Yniold a moment. [_Exit._

PÉLLÉAS.

Nothing can be seen any longer on the sea....

MÉLISANDE.

I see more lights.