CHRISTIAN (prompted).
I tried....but without success: this new-born babe, Madam, is a little Hercules.
ROXANE.
Still better!
CHRISTIAN (prompted).
In fact, he....strangled without an effort....two serpents....Pride and....Doubt....
ROXANE (leaning on the balcony railing).
Very good indeed! But why do you speak so....deliberately? Has your imagination the gout, that it limps so?
CYRANO (drawing Christian under the balcony, and noiselessly taking Christian's place before it).
Hush! The task is getting too difficult!....