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CYRANO DE BERGERAC
121
CHRISTIAN
Sickly !
FIRST CADET
[mockingly].
Hark!
Monsieur de Neuvillette, this in your ear :
There 'a somewhat here, one no more dares to name,
Than to say ' rope ' to one whose sire was hanged!
CHRISTIAN.
What may that be?
ANOTHER CADET
[in a terrible voice].
See here !
[He puts his finger three tunes, mysteriously, on his nose.}
Do you understand!
CHRISTIAN.
Oh ! 'tis the ...
ANOTHER.
Hush ! oh, never breathe that word,
Unless you 'd reckon with him yonder !
[He points to CYRANO, who is talking
with LE BRET.]
ANOTHER
[who has meanwhile come up noiselessly to sit on the table whispering behind him].
Hark!
He put two snuffling men to death, in rage,
For the sole reason they spoke through their nose!
