[in a hollow voice, darting on all-fawn from under the table, where he had crept]. And if you would not perish in flower o' youth, - - Oh, mention not the fatal cartilage 1 ANOTHER [clapping him on the shoulder]. A word ? A gesture ! For the indiscreet His handkerchief may prove his winding-sheet ! [Silence. AU, with crossed arm*, look at CHRIS- TIAN. He rises and goes over to CARBON DE CASTEL-JALOUX, who is talking to an OFFICKR, and feigns to see nothing.] CHRISTIAN. Captain ! CARBON [tnrniny and looking at him from htad to foot], Sir! CHRISTIAN. Pray, what skills it best to do To Southerners who swagger . . . CARBON. Give them proof That one may be a Northerner, yet brave 1 [He turns his back on him. 1 CHRISTIAN. I thank you. FIRST CAD JIT [to CYRANO]. Mow, the tale !
