(Tumult. Cries. Wounded Cadets reappear and fall within the embankment. Cyrano, rushing to the fray, is stopped on the crest of the embankment by Carbon of Haughty-Hall, covered with blood.)
CARBON.
We are wavering! I have received two gun shots.
CYRANO (shouting to the Gascons).
Steady there! Hold fast, you rascals!
(to Carbon, holding him up).
Have no fear! I have two deaths to avenge: Christian's and that of my happiness!
(Both come down. Cyrano brandishes a lance to which is attached the handkerchief of Roxane.)
Float bravely on, you little flag of lace that is hers! (He plants the lance into the ground and cries to the Cadets).
Fall upon them now! Crush them! (to the fife player) And you, strike up!