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Yes, my friend !

Not a word of what I have done. Cyrano would never pardon me for stealing his fighting from him !

Cousin !

We are going to Clomire's house. [She points to door opposite.] Alcandre and Lysimon are to dis- course !

Yes ! But my little finger tells me we shall miss them.

'Twere a pity to miss such apes !

Oh, see ! The knocker is muffled up !

So they have gagged that metal tongue of yours, little noisy one, lest it should disturb the fine orators !