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CYRANO DE BERGERAC
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Ragueneau
[also in a low voice].
Ay, 'tis he who begins.
Le Bret.
Cyrano is not here.
Ragueneau.
I have lost my wager.
Le Bret.
'Tis all the better!
[An air on the drone-pipes is heard, and Montfleury enters, enormously stout, in an Arcadian shepherd's dress, a hat wreathed with roses drooping over one ear, blowing into a ribboned drone-pipe.]
The Pit
[applauding].
Bravo, Montfleury! Montfleury!
Montfleury
[after bowing low, begins the part of Phœdon].
Heureux qui loin des cours, dans un lieu solitaire,
Se prescrit à soi-même un exil volontaire,
Et qui, lorsque Zéphire a soufflé sur les bois…!
A Voice
[from the middle of the pit].
Villain! Did I not forbid you to show your face here for a month?
[General stupor. Every one turns round. Murmurs.]
