I was reproving myself for going too far. I was saying: be silent Christian!....
(sound of archlute.)
One moment please!.... Some one comes.
(Roxane closes her window. Cyrano listens to the archlutes; one of them plays a lively air, and the other a sad one.)
Lively?.... Sad?.... A woman or a man? No, a monk!
(Enter monk holding a lighted lantern. He goes from house to house, looking at the doors.)
SCENE VII.
CYRANO, CHRISTIAN, a CAPUCHIN MONK.
CYRANO (to the Monk).