No! no! this is too stupid, too unjust! Such a poet! A heart so big and lofty! To die thus!.... To die!....
CYRANO.
There is Le Bret growling again!
LE BRET (bursting into tears).
My dearest friend!....
CYRANO (rising, with wildness in his eyes).
Fair Gascony's Cadets are they.... The elementary mass.... Why! yes!....—There is the rub....
LE BRET.
Alas! delirious!
CYRANO.