READ STUDY GUIDE: Act II, scenes i–vi |
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Act II, Scene v
| Cyrano, Roxane, the duenna. |
| CYRANO: |
 Ah! if I see but the faint glimmer of hope, then I draw out my letter! |
| (Roxane, masked, followed by the duenna, appears at the glass pane of the |
| door. He opens quickly): |
| Enter!. . . |
| (Walking up to the duenna): |
| Two words with you, Duenna. |
| THE DUENNA: |
| Four, Sir, an it like you. |
| CYRANO: |
| Are you fond of sweet things? |
| THE DUENNA: |
| Ay, I could eat myself sick on them! |
| CYRANO (catching up some of the paper bags from the counter): |
| Good. See you these two sonnets of Monsieur Beuserade. . . |
| THE DUENNA: |
| Hey? |
| CYRANO: |
| . . .Which I fill for you with cream cakes! |
| THE DUENNA (changing her expression): |
| Ha. |
| CYRANO: |
| What say you to the cake they call a little puff? |
| THE DUENNA: |
| If made with cream, Sir, I love them passing well. |
| CYRANO: |
| Here I plunge six for your eating into the bosom of a poem by Saint Amant! |
| And in these verses of Chapelain I glide a lighter morsel. Stay, love you hot |
| cakes? |
| THE DUENNA: |
| Ay, to the core of my heart! |
| CYRANO (filling her arms with the bags): |
| Pleasure me then; go eat them all in the street. |
| THE DUENNA: |
| But. . . |
| CYRANO (pushing her out): |
| And come not back till the very last crumb be eaten! |
| (He shuts the door, comes down toward Roxane, and, uncovering, stands at a |
| respectful distance from her.) |
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