CYRANO DE BERGERAC
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Arras! To think that while we are besieging, we should ourselves be caught in a trap and besieged by the Cardinal Infante of Spain.
Cyrano.
It were well done if he should be besieged in his turn.
Le Bret.
I am in earnest.
Cyrano.
Oh! indeed!
Le Bret.
To think you risk a life so precious… for the sake of a letter… Thankless one.
[Seeing him turning to enter the tent.]
Where are you going?
Cyrano.
I am going to write another.
[He enters the tent and disappears.]
SCENE II
The Same, all but Cyrano. The day is breaking in a rosy light. The town of Arras is golden in the horizon. The report of cannon is heard in the distance, followed immediately by the beating of drums far away to the left. Other drums are heard much nearer. Sounds of stirring in the camp. Voices of officers in the distance.
Carbon
[sighing].
The reveille!
