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.
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