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CYRANO DE BERGERAC
Roxane.
And he shall fight no duels, promise!
Cyrano.
None.
Roxane.
You are kind, cousin! Now I must be gone.
[She puts on her mask and veil quickly; then, absently]
You have not told me of your lost night's fray.
Ah, but it must have been a hero-fight!...
Bid him to write.
[She sends him a kiss with her fingers.]
How good you are!
Cyrano.
Ay! ay!
Roxane.
A hundred men against you ? Now, farewell.—
We are great friends?
Cyrano.
Ay, ay!
Roxane.
Oh, bid him write!
You'll tell me all one day—A hundred men!—
Ah, brave! . . . How brave!
Cyrano.
[bowing to her].
I have fought better since.
[She goes out. Cyrano stands motionless, with eyes on the ground. A silence. The door (R.) opens. Ragueneau looks in.]
