GUICHE. Of course it is. ROXANE. But you said, Sir, that the Cadets were not going! GUICHE. They shall go! (_Drawing from his pocket the paper he had put into it._) Here is the order. (_to Christian_) Bear it yourself, Baron. ROXANE (_throwing herself into the arms of Christian_). Oh! dear Christian! GUICHE (_chuckling, to Cyrano_). A still very distant honeymoon! CYRANO (_aside_). A fact not so annoying to me as he thinks! CHRISTIAN (_to Roxane_). Another kiss! Your lips again! CYRANO. Come, that is enough! enough! CHRISTIAN (_still kissing Roxane_). It is very hard to leave her.... You do not know.... CYRANO (_endeavouring to draw him away_). Oh! yes, I do! (_Drums beating a march, in the distance._) GUICHE (_who has gone up to the rear_). The troops are leaving! ROXANE (_to Cyrano, who is drawing away Christian while she is trying to hold him back_). Oh!.... I entrust him to you! Promise me that nothing shall endanger his life! CYRANO. I shall do my best.... but I can hardly promise.... ROXANE (_still holding on to Christian_). Promise me that he shall be very prudent! CYRANO. I'll try, but as to promising.... ROXANE (_still holding on_). That during this terrible siege he shall never be cold! CYRANO. If it is at all possible, but.... ROXANE (_still holding on_). That he shall remain true to me! CYRANO. Yes! of course! But I cannot.... ROXANE (_still holding on_). That he shall write to me often! CYRANO (_halting_). Oh! that--I promise you! _CURTAIN._ [Illustration: _THIRD ACT._] _ACT IV._ THE CADETS OF GASCONY. _The post occupied by the Company of Carbon of Haughty-Hall at the siege of Arras. In the rear, an embankment running across the stage. Beyond, a plain, extending as far as the horizon, covered with siege works. In the distance, the walls of the City of Arras, with the outline of its roofs against the sky. Tents; arms strewn around; drums, etc.--Day is about to dawn; gold in the east. Sentinels here and there. Camp fires.--Rolled up in their cloaks the Cadets of Gascony are sleeping. Carbon of Haughty-Hall and Le Bret are watching. They are very pale and thin. Christian is asleep, in front, his face lighted by a fire. Silence._ _SCENE I._