CYRANO DE BERGERAC
65
Cyrano
[leaning against Le Bret].
We go to hear mass at St. Roch. My God!
The Duenna.
After,—what place for a few minutes' speech?
Cyrano
[confused].
Where? Ah!… but… Ah my God!…
The Duenna.
Where? Ah!… but… Ah my God!… Say!
Cyrano.
Where? Ah!… but… Ah my God!… Say! I reflect!…
The Duenna.
Where?
Cyrano.
Where? At the pastry-house of Ragueneau.
The Duenna.
Where lodges he?
Cyrano.
Where lodges he? The Rue—God!—St. Honoré!
The Duenna
[going].
Good. Be you there. At seven.
Cyrano.
Good. Be you there. At seven. Without fail.
[The Duenna goes out.]
