Act III, Scene iv
| Cyrano, Christian. |
| CYRANO: |
 I know all that is needful. Here's occasion |
| For you to deck yourself with glory. Come, |
| Lose no time; put away those sulky looks, |
| Come to your house with me, I'll teach you. . . |
| CHRISTIAN: |
| No! |
| CYRANO: |
| Why? |
| CHRISTIAN: |
| I will wait for Roxane here. |
| CYRANO: |
| How? Crazy? |
| Come quick with me and learn. . . |
| CHRISTIAN: |
| No, no! I say. |
| I am aweary of these borrowed letters, |
| —Borrowed love-makings! Thus to act a part, |
| And tremble all the time!—'Twas well enough |
| At the beginning!—Now I know she loves! |
| I fear no longer!—I will speak myself. |
| CYRANO: |
| Mercy! |
| CHRISTIAN: |
| And how know you I cannot speak?— |
| I am not such a fool when all is said! |
| I've by your lessons profited. You'll see |
| I shall know how to speak alone! The devil! |
| I know at least to clasp her in my arms! |
| (Seeing Roxane come out from Clomire's house): |
| —It is she! Cyrano, no!—Leave me not! |
| CYRANO (bowing): |
| Speak for yourself, my friend, and take your chance. |
| (He disappears behind the garden wall.) |
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