CYRANO:
You’d love the same?. . .
ROXANE:
The same—nay, even more!
CYRANO (losing command over himself—aside):
My God! it’s true, perchance, love waits me there!
(To Roxane):
I. . .Roxane. . .listen. . .
LE BRET (entering hurriedly—to Cyrano):
Cyrano!
CYRANO (turning round):
What?
LE BRET:
Hush!
(He whispers something to him.)
CYRANO (letting go Roxane’s hand and exclaiming):
Ah, God!
ROXANE:
What is it?
CYRANO (to himself—stunned):
All is over now.