(_Quickly_). You shall never.... CHRISTIAN (_snatching the letter from him_). Give me the letter! (_A murmur is heard in the rear._) A SENTINEL. Ventrebieu! who goes there? (_A few musket shots. Voices. Sound of carriage bells._) CARBON. What is it? SENTINEL (_on the embankment_). A coach! (_All rush up to look._) CRIES. What! In the camp?--Coming in!--It seems to come from the enemy!--Diantre! Fire!--No! the coachman shouted!--Shouted what?--Shouted: "Service of the King." (_They are all on the embankment, looking into the distance. The sound of carriage bells grows nearer and nearer._) GUICHE. What? of the King!.... (_All come down again and form in line._) CARBON. Hats off, all! GUICHE (_to those in the distance_). Of the King! I said.--Make way, you rabble, so that he can swing around in state. (_The coach enters on a full trot. It is covered with mud and dust. The curtains are closed. Two lackeys behind. It stops short._) CARBON (_shouting_). Salute! (_Drums beat._) GUICHE. Lower the step! (_Two men advance rapidly. The coach door opens._) ROXANE (_jumping out of coach_). How are you all? (_On hearing a woman's voice, they all, from a profound inclination, suddenly straighten up. Stupor._) _SCENE V._ _The same_, ROXANE. GUICHE. Service of the King! You? ROXANE. Certainly, of the only king there is: Love! CYRANO. Great God. CHRISTIAN (_rushing up to her_). You, Roxane! Wherefor? ROXANE. Oh! this siege was entirely too long. CHRISTIAN. But the reason?.... ROXANE. I'll tell you later. CYRANO (_he has remained motionless, without daring to look at her_). Heavens! Shall I face her? GUICHE. You cannot remain here! ROXANE (_gayly_). Oh! yes, I can! Will you be kind enough to bring up a drum? (_One of the Cadets brings up a drum, on which she sits._) There! thank you. (_laughing_). Do you know that they fired on my coach? It looks like a squash, does it not? As in the fairy tale; and the lackeys like rats. (_sending a kiss to Christian_). How are you, dear? (_looking around at them all_). You don't seem to be very merry here! I didn't know that Arras was so far off. (_looking at Cyrano_). Cousin, delighted!