Scene 2.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.