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CYRANO DE BERGERAC
Roxane
[to the Cadets, who come down, their arms laden with food].
Put it all on the ground!
[She lays all out on the grass, aided by the two imperturbable lackeys who were behind the carriage.]
Roxane
[to Christian, just as Cyrano is drawing him apart].
Come, make yourself of use!
[Christian comes to help her. Cyrano's uneasiness increases.]
Ragueneau.
Truffled peacock!
First Cadet
[radiant, coming down, cutting a big slice of ham].
By the mass! We shall not brave the last hazard without having had a gullet-full!—[quickly correcting himself on seeing Roxane]—Pardon!—a Balthazar-feast!
Ragueneau
[throwing down the carriage cushions].
The cushions are stuffed with ortolans!
[Hubbub. They tear open and turn out the contents of the cushions. Bursts of laughter—merriment.]
