Scene 2.XI.

Cyrano, Christian, the Gascons, the musketeer, Lise.

A CADET (half opening the door):
   Naught here! . . .The silence of the grave!
   I dare not look . . .
(He puts his head in):
   Why? . . .

ALL THE CADETS (entering, and seeing Cyrano and Christian embracing):
   Oh! . . .

A CADET:
   This passes all!

(Consternation.)

THE MUSKETEER (mockingly):
   Ho, ho! . . .

CARBON:
   Our demon has become a saint?
   Struck on one nostril - lo! he turns the other!

MUSKETEER:
   Then we may speak about his nose, henceforth! . . .
(Calling to Lise, boastfully):
    - Ah, Lise, see here!
(Sniffing ostentatiously):
   O heavens! . . .what a stink! . . .
(Going up to Cyrano):
   You, sir, without a doubt have sniffed it up!
    - What is the smell I notice here?

CYRANO (cuffing his head):
   Clove-heads.

(General delight. The cadets have found the old Cyrano again! They turn somersaults.)

Curtain.





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