Alas! yes.
(as he is about to go out, abruptly).
Monsieur Le Bret!
(to Roxane).
By your permission, one word.
(to Le Bret in a low tone).
It is true; no one would dare to attack your friend. But there are many who hate him, and somebody said to me, yesterday, at the Queen's reception: "This Cyrano is not unlikely to meet some day with an accident." Tell him not to be about too much. To be prudent.
LE BRET (throwing up his arms).
Prudent, he! But he is coming here to-day, and I must warn him, though I doubt if that will do much good.
ROXANE (who has remained on the porch, to a sister coming up to her).