(He climbs upon the balcony. The archlutes play a sort of dirge.)
This time it must be a man, most certainly. It is!
(He is on the balcony, with his hat well down over his eyes. Takes off his sword, wraps himself in his cloak, leans over the railing and observes.)
No! Really not too high!
(Straddles the railing, seizes a long branch of one of the trees and makes ready to drop.)
I'll only slightly disturb the atmosphere!
SCENE XI.
CYRANO, GUICHE.
GUICHE (masked, and hesitating in the dark).
What can this infernal monk be doing?