The same. Roxane.
On the King's service! You?
Ay,--King Love's! What other king?
CHRISTIAN (rushing forward):
Why have you come?
This siege--'tis too long!
But why?. . .
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?
You cannot remain here!
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.
My carriage was fired at
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):
(Examining them all):
You look not merry, any of you! Ah! know you that 'tis a long road to get
CYRANO (coming up to her):
But how, in Heaven's name?. . .
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!
But 'tis sheer madness! Where in the fiend's name did you get through?
Where? Through the Spanish lines.
--For subtle craft, give me a woman!
But how did you pass through their lines?
Faith! that must have been a hard matter!. . .
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!
True, that smile is a passport! But you must have been asked frequently to
give an account of where you were going, Madame?
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
dignity--his beaver held to the wind that the plumes might flutter bravely, he
would bow low, saying to me, 'Pass on, Senorita!'
But, Roxane. . .
Forgive me that I said, 'my lover!' But bethink you, had I said 'my
husband,' not one of them had let me pass!
But. . .
What ails you?
You must leave this place!
And that instantly!
No time to lose.
Indeed, you must.
But wherefore must I?
'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. . .
You are going to fight?--I stay here.
He is my husband!
(She throws herself into Christian's arms):
They shall kill us both together!
Why do you look at me thus?
I will tell you why!
DE GUICHE (in despair):
'Tis a post of mortal danger!
ROXANE (turning round):
Proof enough, that he has put us here!
ROXANE (to De Guiche):
So, Sir, you would have made a widow of me?
Nay, on my oath. . .
I will not go! I am reckless now, and I shall not stir from here!--Besides,
Oh-ho! So our precieuse is a heroine!
Monsieur de Bergerac, I am your cousin.
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!
And, by good luck, I have chosen a hat that will suit well with the
(Looking at De Guiche):
But were it not wisest that the Count retire?
They may begin the attack.
That is not to be brooked! I go to inspect the cannon, and shall return.
You have still time--think better of it!
(De Guiche goes out.)
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