I shall never be able to get out of this forest again.--God knows where that beast has led me. And yet I thought I had wounded him to death; and here are traces of blood. But now I have lost sight of him; I believe I am lost myself--my dogs can no longer find me--I shall retrace my steps....--I hear weeping.... Oh! oh! what is there yonder by the water's edge?... A little girl weeping by the water's edge? [_He coughs._]--She does not hear me. I cannot see her face. [He approaches and touches MÉLISANDE _on the shoulder._] Why weepest thou? [MÉLISANDE _trembles, starts up, and would flee._]--Do not be afraid. You have nothing to fear. Why are you weeping here all alone?
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