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CHRISTIAN： A tear！
CYRANO： Poets； at last；by dint of counterfeiting Take
counterfeit for truethat is the charm！ This farewell letter；it was
passing sad； I wept myself in writing it！
CHRISTIAN： Wept？ why？
CYRANO： Oh！。 。 。death itself is hardly terrible；。 。 。 But； ne'er
to see her more！ That is death's sting！ For。 。 。I shall never。 。 。
（Christian looks at him）： We shall。 。 。 （Quickly）： I mean； you。 。 。
CHRISTIAN （snatching the letter from him）： Give me that letter！
（A rumor； far off in the camp。）
VOICE Of SENTINEL： Who goes there？ Halloo！
（Shotsvoicescarriage…bells。）
CARBON： What is it？
A SENTINEL （on the rampart）： 'Tis a carriage！
（All rush to see。）
CRIES： In the camp？ It enters！It comes from the enemy！
Fire！No！The coachman cries！What does he say？ 'On the King's
service！'
（Everyone is on the rampart； staring。 The bells come nearer。）
DE GUICHE： The King's service？ How？
（All descend and draw up in line。）
CARBON： Uncover； all！ DE GUICHE： The King's！ Draw up
in line！ Let him describe his curve as it befits！
（The carriage enters at full speed covered with dust and mud。 The
curtains are drawn close。 Two lackeys behind。 It is pulled up
suddenly。）
CARBON： Beat a salute！
（A roll of drums。 The cadets uncover。）
DE GUICHE： Lower the carriage…steps！
（Two cadets rush forward。 The door opens。）
ROXANE （jumping down from the carriage）： Good…day！
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（All are bowing to the ground； but at the sound of a woman's voice
every head is instantly raised。）
SCENE 4。V。
The same。 Roxane。
DE GUICHE： On the King's service！ You？
ROXANE： Ay；King Love's！ What other king？
CYRANO： Great God！
CHRISTIAN （rushing forward）： Why have you come？
ROXANE： This siege'tis too long！
CHRISTIAN： But why？。 。 。
ROXANE： I will tell you all！
CYRANO （who； at the sound of her voice； has stood still； rooted to the
ground； afraid to raise his eyes）： My God！ dare I look at her？
DE GUICHE： You cannot remain here！
ROXANE （merrily）： But I say yes！ Who will push a drum hither
for me？ （She seats herself on the drum they roll forward）： So！ I thank
you。 （She laughs）： My carriage was fired at （proudly）： by the patrol！
Look！ would you not think 'twas made of a pumpkin； like Cinderella's
chariot in the tale；and the footmen out of rats？ （Sending a kiss with her
lips to Christian）： Good…morrow！ （Examining them all）： You look
not merry； any of you！ Ah！ know you that 'tis a long road to get to Arras？
（Seeing Cyrano）： Cousin； delighted！
CYRANO （coming up to her）： But how； in Heaven's name？。 。 。
ROXANE： How found I the way to the army？ It was simple
enough； for I had but to pass on and on； as far as I saw the country laid
waste。 Ah； what horrors were there！ Had I not seen； then I could never
have believed it！ Well； gentlemen； if such be the service of your King； I
would fainer serve mine！
CYRANO： But 'tis sheer madness！ Where in the fiend's name did
you get through？
ROXANE： Where？ Through the Spanish lines。
FIRST CADET： For subtle craft； give me a woman！
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DE GUICHE： But how did you pass through their lines？
LE BRET： Faith！ that must have been a hard matter！。 。 。
ROXANE： None too hard。 I but drove quietly forward in my
carriage； and when some hidalgo of haughty mien would have stayed me；
lo！ I showed at the window my sweetest smile； and these Senors being
（with no disrespect to you） the most gallant gentlemen in the world；I
passed on！
CARBON： True； that smile is a passport！ But you must have been
asked frequently to give an account of where you were going； Madame？
ROXANE： Yes； frequently。 Then I would answer； 'I go to see my
lover。' At that word the very fiercest Spaniard of them all would gravely
shut the carriage…door； and； with a gesture that a king might envy； make
signal to his men to lower the muskets leveled at me；then； with
melancholy but withal very graceful dignityhis beaver held to the wind
that the plumes might flutter bravely； he would bow low； saying to me；
'Pass on； Senorita！'
CHRISTIAN： But； Roxane。 。 。
ROXANE： Forgive me that I said； 'my lover！' But bethink you；
had I said 'my husband；' not one of them had let me pass！
CHRISTIAN： But。 。 。
ROXANE： What ails you？
DE GUICHE： You must leave this place！
ROXANE： I？
CYRANO： And that instantly！
LE BRET： No time to lose。
CHRISTIAN： Indeed； you must。
ROXANE： But wherefore must I？
CHRISTIAN （embarrassed）： 'Tis that。 。 。
CYRANO （the same）： In three quarters of an hour。 。 。
DE GUICHE （the same）： Or for。 。 。
CARBON （the same）： It were best。 。 。
LE BRET （the same）： You might。 。 。 ROXANE： You are going
to fight？I stay here。
ALL： No； no！
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ROXANE： He is my husband！ （She throws herself into Christian's
arms）： They shall kill us both together！
CHRISTIAN： Why do you look at me thus？
ROXANE： I will tell you why！
DE GUICHE （in despair）： 'Tis a post of mortal danger！
ROXANE （turning round）： Mortal danger！
CYRANO： Proof enough； that he has put us here！
ROXANE （to De Guiche）： So； Sir； you would have made a widow
of me？
DE GUICHE： Nay； on my oath。 。 。
ROXANE： I will not go！ I am reckless now； and I shall not stir
from here！Besides； 'tis amusing！
CYRANO： Oh…ho！ So our precieuse is a heroine！
ROXANE： Monsieur de Bergerac； I am your cousin。
A CADET： We will defend you well！
ROXANE （more and more excited）： I have no fear of that； my
friends！
ANOTHER （in ecstasy）： The whole camp smells sweet of orris…
root！
ROXANE： And； by good luck； I have chosen a hat that will suit
well with the battlefield！ （Looking at De Guiche）： But were it not
wisest that the Count retire？ They may begin the attack。
DE GUICHE： That is not to be brooked！ I go to inspect the
cannon； and shall return。 You have still timethink better of it！
ROXANE： Never！
（De Guiche goes out。）
SCENE 4。VI。
The same； all but De Guiche。
CHRISTIAN （entreatingly）： Roxane！
ROXANE： No！
FIRST CADET （to the others）： She stays！
ALL （hurrying； hustling each other； tidying themselves）： A comb！
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Soap！My uniform is torn！A needle！A ribbon！Lend your mirror！
My cuffs！Your curling…iron！A razor！。 。 。
ROXANE （to Cyrano； who still pleads with her）： No！ Naught
shall make me stir from this spot！
CARBON （who； like the others； has been buckling； dusting； brushing
his hat； settling his plume； and drawing on his cuffs； advances to Roxane；
and ceremoniously）： It is perchance more seemly； since things are thus；
that I present to you some of these gentlemen who are about to have the
honor of dying before your eyes。 （Roxane bows； and stands leaning on
Christian's arm； while Carbon introduces the cadets to her）： Baron de