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Arkel (turning).
What is the matter?
The Physician (approaching the bed and feeling the body).
They are right…
(A long silence.)
Arkel.
I have seen nothing—Are you sure?…
The Physician.
Yes, yes.
Arkel.
I heard nothing… so quick, so quick… All at once… She goes away saying nothing…
Golaud (sobbing)
Uh, oh, oh!…
Arkel.
Do not remain here, Golaud… Now she needs silence… Come, come… It is terrible, but it is not your fault… It was a little being so quiet, so timid, and so silent… It was a poor little being, mysterious, like everybody… She is there, as if she were the big sister of her child… Come; it will not do for the child to stay here in this room… It must live, now, in her place…
It is the turn of the poor little one…
(They go out in silence.)
THE END.
