My letter!
CARBON.
Fire!
(Musketry. Cries. Noise of battle.)
CYRANO (trying to draw away his hand that is held by Roxane, who is on her knees).
But, Roxane, I must join in the fight!
ROXANE (holding him back).
Stay just a little. He is dead, and you were the only one who really knew him.
(She weeps softly.) Is it not true that he had an exquisite soul, a marvellous one?
CYRANO (standing bareheaded).