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Act III, Scene iii | ROXANE: |  We are going to Clomire's house. | | (She points to the door opposite): | | Alcandre and Lysimon are to discourse! |
| THE DUENNA (putting her little finger in her ear): | | Yes! But my little finger tells me we shall miss them. |
| CYRANO: | | 'Twere a pity to miss such apes! |
| (They have come to Clomire's door.) |
| THE DUENNA: | | Oh, see! The knocker is muffled up! | | (Speaking to the knocker): | | So they have gagged that metal tongue of yours, little noisy one, lest it | | should disturb the fine orators! |
| (She lifts it carefully and knocks with precaution.) |
| ROXANE (seeing that the door opens): | | Let us enter! | | (On the threshold, to Cyrano): | | If Christian comes, as I feel sure he will, bid him wait for me! |
| CYRANO (quickly, as she is going in): | | Listen! | | (She turns): | | What mean you to question him on, as is your wont, to-night? |
| ROXANE: | | Oh— |
| CYRANO (eagerly): | | Well, say. |
| ROXANE: | | But you will be mute? |
| CYRANO: | | Mute as a fish. |
| ROXANE: | | I shall not question him at all, but say: Give rein to your fancy! Prepare | | not your speeches,—but speak the thoughts as they come! Speak to me of love, | | and speak splendidly! |
| CYRANO (smiling): | | Very good! |
| ROXANE: | | But secret!. . . |
| CYRANO: | | Secret. |
| ROXANE: | | Not a word! |
| (She enters and shuts the door.) |
| CYRANO (when the door is shut, bowing to her): | | A thousand thanks! |
| (The door opens again, and Roxane puts her head out.) |
| ROXANE: | | Lest he prepare himself! |
| CYRANO: | | The devil!—no, no! |
| BOTH TOGETHER: | | Secret. |
| CYRANO (calling): | | Christian! |
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