....Strongly of onion and garlic! I rushed forward blindly....
CHRISTIAN.
Without nosing....
CYRANO.
And charged them! Down went two of them. A third I ran through. They lunged, I parried, and struck down, how many?....
CHRISTIAN.
Who knows!....
CYRANO (bursting with rage).
Thunder and lightning! Clear the room!
(The Cadets rush toward the door.)