ROXANE (to Cyrano, who continues begging her to leave).
No! I will not budge from here!
CARBON (after having, like the others, tightened his belt and arranged his cuffs, advances toward Roxane and says ceremoniously:)
Such being the case, it may not seem improper for me to present to you a few of the gentlemen who will have the honour of dying before your eyes.
(Roxane bows, and waits leaning on the arm of Christian. Carbon makes the presentations.)
Baron de Peyrescous de Colignac!
A CADET (bowing).
Madam....
CARBON (continuing).