Act II: The Poet’s Eating-HouseScene XI
Cyrano, Christian, the Gascons, the musketeer, Lise.
A Cadet
Half opening the door
Naught here!…The silence of the grave!I dare not look…
He puts his head in
Why?…
All the Cadets
Entering, and seeing Cyrano and Christian embracing
Oh!…
A Cadet
This passes all!
Consternation.
The Musketeer
Mockingly
Ho, ho!…
Carbon
Our demon has become a saint?Struck on one nostril—lo! he turns the other!
Musketeer
Then we may speak about his nose, henceforth!…
Calling to Lise, boastfully
—Ah, Lise, see here!
Sniffing ostentatiously
O heavens!…what a stink!…
Going up to Cyrano
You, sir, without a doubt have sniffed it up!—What is the smell I notice here?
Cyrano
Cuffing his head
Clove-heads.
General delight. The cadets have found the old Cyrano again! They turn somersaults.
Curtain.