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CYRANO DE BERGERAC

them, she says, very slowly, with clasped hands,]

And, fourteen years long, he has played this part
Of the kind old friend who comes to laugh and chat!

Cyrano.

Roxane!

Roxane.

Roxane!'Twas you!

Cyrano.

Roxane! ’Twas you!No, never; Roxane, no!

Roxane.

I should have guessed, each time he said my name!

Cyrano.

No; it was not I!

Roxane.

No; it was not I!It was you!

Cyrano.

No; it was not I! It was you!I swear!

Roxane.

I see through all the generous counterfeit—
The letters—you!

Cyrano.

The letters—you!No.

Roxane.

The sweet, mad, love-words!

You!

Cyrano.

You!No!