Act V: Cyrano’s GazetteScene IV
Roxane alone. Two sisters, for a moment.
Roxane
Ah! what a beauty in September’s close!My sorrow’s eased. April’s joy dazzled it,But autumn wins it with her dying calm.
She seats herself at the embroidery frame. Two sisters come out of the house, and bring a large armchair under the tree
There comes the famous armchair where he sits,Dear faithful friend!
Sister Martha
It is the parlor’s best!
Roxane
Thanks, sister.
The sisters go
He’ll be here now.
She seats herself. A clock strikes
The hour strikes.—My silks?—Why, now, the hour’s struck!How strangeTo be behind his time, at last, to-day!Perhaps the portress—where’s my thimble?…Here!—Is preaching to him.
A pause
Yes, she must be preaching!Surely he must come soon!—Ah, a dead leaf!—
She brushes off the leaf from her work
Nothing, besides, could—scissors?—In my bag!—Could hinder him…
A Sister
Coming to the steps
Monsieur de Bergerac.