Has he fainted?
(Runs up to him.) Cyrano!
CYRANO (opening his eyes and speaking somewhat indistinctly).
What is it?.... Who?.... When?....
(He sees Roxane leaning over him, and, quickly securing his hat on his head, backs up into his armchair.)
No! no! I assure you, it is nothing.
I am quite myself again.
ROXANE.
But allow me....
CYRANO.
It is the old wound I received at Arras.... that.... sometimes.... you know....