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Act III, Scene v | ROXANE (coming out of Clomire's house, with a company of friends, whom she | | leaves. Bows and good-byes): |  Barthenoide!—Alcandre!—Gremione!— |
| THE DUENNA (bitterly disappointed): | | We've missed the speech upon the Tender Passion! |
| (Goes into Roxane's house.) |
| ROXANE (still bowing): | | Urimedonte—adieu! | | (All bow to Roxane and to each other, and then separate, going up different | | streets. Roxane suddenly seeing Christian): | | You! | | (She goes to him): | | Evening falls. | | Let's sit. Speak on. I listen. |
| CHRISTIAN (sits by her on the bench. A silence): | | Oh! I love you! |
| ROXANE (shutting her eyes): | | Ay, speak to me of love. |
| CHRISTIAN: | | I love thee! |
| ROXANE: | | That's | | The theme! But vary it. |
| CHRISTIAN: | | I. . . |
| ROXANE: | | Vary it! |
| CHRISTIAN: | | I love you so! |
| ROXANE: | | Oh! without doubt!—and then?. . . |
| CHRISTIAN: | | And then—I should be—oh!—so glad—so glad | | If you would love me!—Roxane, tell me so! |
| ROXANE (with a little grimace): | | I hoped for cream,—you give me gruel! Say | | How love possesses you? |
| CHRISTIAN: | | Oh utterly! |
| ROXANE: | | Come, come!. . .unknot those tangled sentiments! |
| CHRISTIAN: | | Your throat I'd kiss it! |
| ROXANE: | | Christian! |
| CHRISTIAN: | | I love thee! |
| ROXANE (half-rising): | | Again! |
| CHRISTIAN (eagerly, detaining her): | | No, no! I love thee not! |
| ROXANE (reseating herself): | | 'Tis well! |
| CHRISTIAN: | | But I adore thee! |
| ROXANE (rising, and going further off): | | Oh! |
| CHRISTIAN: | | I am grown stupid! |
| ROXANE (dryly): | | And that displeases me, almost as much | | As 'twould displease me if you grew ill-favored. |
| CHRISTIAN: | | But. . . |
| ROXANE: | | Rally your poor eloquence that's flown! |
| CHRISTIAN: | | I. . . |
| ROXANE: | | Yes, you love me, that I know. Adieu. |
| (She goes toward her house.) |
| CHRISTIAN: | | Oh, go not yet! I'd tell you— |
| ROXANE (opening the door): | | You adore me? | | I've heard it very oft. No!—Go away! |
| CHRISTIAN: | | But I would fain. . . |
| (She shuts the door in his face.) |
| CYRANO (who has re-entered unseen): | | I' faith! It is successful! |
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