FIRST CADET.
The tiger wakes!
CYRANO.
All out! Leave me alone with this man!
SECOND CADET.
We'll find the fellow in mince-meat.
RAGUENEAU.
Mince-meat. Not fit, though, for my pies.
(All go out, by the rear, the sides and the staircase. Cyrano and Christian remain face to face staring at each other fiercely.)