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CYRANO DE BERGERAC
Ragueneau.
That in the Burgundy Hotel, 'faith!
Cyrano
[contemptuously].
Ah!… the duel!
Ragueneau
[admiringly].
Ay! the duel in verse!…
Lise.
He can talk of nought else!
Cyrano.
Well! Good! let be!
Ragueneau
[making passes with a spit that he catches up].
'At the envoi's end, I touch!… At the envoi's end, I touch!'… 'Tis fine, fine!
[With increasing enthusiasm.]
At the envoi's end'
Cyrano.
What hour is it now, Ragueneau?
Ragueneau
[stopping short in the act of thrusting to look at the clock].
Five minutes after six!… 'I touch!'
[He straightens himself.]
…Oh! to write a ballade!
