Well, then we will add to the Gascon coat of arms, proud of its six chevrons of azure and gold, gentlemen, another chevron, still lacking, one of blood!
(Guiche speaks, aside, with Carbon in the rear. Orders are given. Preparations against attack. Cyrano goes up to Christian, who has remained motionless with folded arms.)
CYRANO (placing his hand on Christian's shoulder).
Christian!
CHRISTIAN (shaking his head).
Roxane.
CYRANO.
Alas!
CHRISTIAN.