ROXANE, CYRANO, _later_ LE BRET, CARBON OF HAUGHTY-HALL, THE CADETS, RAGUENEAU, GUICHE, _etc._ ROXANE. Something important?.... CYRANO (_bewildered_). What! he is gone!.... (_to Roxane_) Oh, nothing!.... he attaches--Oh! well, you must know him!--a great deal of importance to trifles! ROXANE (_eagerly_). He doubts, perhaps, the truth of what I said?.... I could almost see he did not believe it!.... CYRANO (_taking her by the hand_). But was what you said really true? ROXANE. Certainly. I would love him even.... (_she hesitates a second._) CYRANO (_smiling sadly_). You stop at the word.... in my presence? ROXANE. But.... CYRANO. It will not hurt my feelings! You meant: Even if he were homely! ROXANE. Yes.... homely! (_Sound of musketry in the rear._) CYRANO (_ardently_). Abominably so? ROXANE. Yes! CYRANO. Disfigured? ROXANE. Yes, disfigured! CYRANO. Grotesque? ROXANE. Nothing can make him look grotesque.... to me! CYRANO. And then you would love him still? ROXANE. More, perhaps! CYRANO (_losing his self control, aside_). Good God! It is true, perhaps, and happiness is there! (_to Roxane_). Well, then.... Roxane.... listen!.... LE BRET (_entering rapidly and calling in a low voice_). Cyrano! CYRANO (_turning around_). What is it? LE BRET. Hush! (_whispers to him a few words._) CYRANO (_dropping Roxane's hand_). Great God!.... ROXANE. What has happened? CYRANO (_stupefied_). It is all over! (_Sounds of musketry again._) ROXANE. What is it? Why all this firing? (_She goes up and looks beyond the embankment._) CYRANO. All over! I never can tell her! ROXANE (_as if going to rush out_). What is going on? CYRANO (_restraining her_). Nothing! nothing! (_Cadets enter bearing something which they conceal by forming around it a group that keeps Roxane at a distance._) ROXANE. What are these men here for? CYRANO (_leading her away_). Never mind them!.... ROXANE. But what is it you were going to say before this disturbance? CYRANO.