Myrte:
It's all so beautiful... and yet so strange. I feel a sense of - I don't know - some indefinable menace... A vague sense of fear... like a fear of death... A contraction deep inside my soul that makes me shiver.
Nicola:
It's the night air that makes you shiver.
Professor Gualtier Morgan:
It's *not* the night air... I too feel what Myrte feels... It's not the night air.
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