CYRANO.
All is understood.
ROXANE.
One hundred men against one: you!—So, good bye!—We are the best of friends, are we not?
CYRANO.
Assuredly, we are!
ROXANE.
Tell him to write!.... One hundred men!.... You'll tell me all about it later. To-day I cannot listen. One hundred men! How brave!
CYRANO (bowing).