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Monsieur Le Bret!

A word, with your permission?

True, that none Dare to attack your friend;—but many hate him; Yesterday, at the Queen's card-play 'twas said 'That Cyrano may die by accident!'

Let him stay in be prudent!

Prudent! He!… He's coming here. I'll warn him—but!…

What is it?

Ragueneau would see you, Madame.

Let him come.

He comes to tell his troubles. Having been An author (save the mark!)—poor fellow,—now By turns he's singer…

Bathing-man…