CYRANO.
Because.... until now.... I have spoken to you through....
ROXANE.
Through what?
CYRANO.
The spell that you cast upon those who bask in the light of your eyes!.... And so, this night, to me it seems as if I were about to speak to you for the first time!
ROXANE.
Ah! that is why your voice seems different.
CYRANO (feverish, and coming up closer to the balcony).
Yes, different; for, now that darkness shields me, I dare to be myself at last, I dare....