cyrano de bergerac(伯吉拉克的赛拉诺)-第12章
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SECOND POET （to first； nudging him）： You are breakfasting？
FIRST POET （to second）： And you dining； methinks。
RAGUENEAU： How almond tartlets are made。
Beat your eggs up； light and quick； Froth them thick；
Mingle with them while you beat Juice of lemon； essence fine；
Then combine The burst milk of almonds sweet。
Circle with a custard paste The slim waist Of your tartlet…
molds； the top With a skillful finger print； Nick and dint；
Round their edge； then； drop by drop； In its little dainty bed Your
cream shed： In the oven place each mold： Reappearing； softly
browned； The renowned Almond tartlets you behold！
THE POETS （with mouths crammed full）： Exquisite！ Delicious！
A POET （choking）： Homph！
（They go up； eating。）
CYRANO （who has been watching； goes toward Ragueneau）：
Lulled by your voice； did you see how they were stuffing themselves？
RAGUENEAU （in a low voice； smiling）： Oh； ay！ I see well
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enough； but I never will seem to look； fearing to distress them； thus I gain
a double pleasure when I recite to them my poems； for I leave those poor
fellows who have not breakfasted free to eat； even while I gratify my own
dearest foible； see you？
CYRANO （clapping him on the shoulder）： Friend； I like you right
well！。 。 。 （Ragueneau goes after his friends。 Cyrano follows him with his
eyes； then； rather sharply）： Ho there！ Lise！ （Lise； who is talking
tenderly to the musketeer； starts； and comes down toward Cyrano）： So
this fine captain is laying siege to you？
LISE （offended）： One haughty glance of my eye can conquer any
man that should dare venture aught 'gainst my virtue。
CYRANO： Pooh！ Conquering eyes； methinks； are oft conquered
eyes。
LISE （choking with anger）： But
CYRANO （incisively）： I like Ragueneau well； and somark me；
Dame LiseI permit not that he be rendered a laughing…stock by any。 。 。
LISE： But。 。 。
CYRANO （who has raised his voice so as to be heard by the gallant）：
A word to the wise。 。 。
（He bows to the musketeer； and goes to the doorway to watch； after
looking at the clock。）
LISE （to the musketeer； who has merely bowed in answer to Cyrano's
bow）： How now？ Is this your courage？。 。 。Why turn you not a jest on
his nose？
THE MUSKETEER： On his nose？。 。 。ay； ay。 。 。his nose。
（He goes quickly farther away； Lise follows him。）
CYRANO （from the doorway； signing to Ragueneau to draw the poets
away）： Hist！。 。 。
RAGUENEAU （showing them the door on the right）： We shall be
more private there。 。 。
CYRANO （impatiently）： Hist！ Hist！。 。 。
RAGUENEAU （drawing them farther）： To read poetry； 'tis better
here。 。 。
FIRST POET （despairingly； with his mouth full）： What！ leave the
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cakes？。 。 。
SECOND POET： Never！ Let's take them with us！
（They all follow Ragueneau in procession； after sweeping all the cakes
off the trays。）
SCENE 2。V。
Cyrano； Roxane； the duenna。
CYRANO： Ah！ if I see but the faint glimmer of hope； then I draw
out my letter！ （Roxane； masked； followed by the duenna； appears at the
glass pane of the door。 He opens quickly）： Enter！。 。 。 （Walking up to
the duenna）： Two words with you； Duenna。
THE DUENNA： Four； Sir； an it like you。
CYRANO： Are you fond of sweet things？
THE DUENNA： Ay； I could eat myself sick on them！
CYRANO （catching up some of the paper bags from the counter）：
Good。 See you these two sonnets of Monsieur Beuserade。 。 。
THE DUENNA： Hey？
CYRANO： 。 。 。Which I fill for you with cream cakes！
THE DUENNA （changing her expression）： Ha。
CYRANO： What say you to the cake they call a little puff？
THE DUENNA： If made with cream； Sir； I love them passing well。
CYRANO： Here I plunge six for your eating into the bosom of a
poem by Saint Amant！ And in these verses of Chapelain I glide a lighter
morsel。 Stay； love you hot cakes？
THE DUENNA： Ay； to the core of my heart！
CYRANO （filling her arms with the bags）： Pleasure me then； go eat
them all in the street。
THE DUENNA： But。 。 。
CYRANO （pushing her out）： And come not back till the very last
crumb be eaten！
（He shuts the door； comes down toward Roxane； and； uncovering；
stands at a respectful distance from her。）
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SCENE 2。VI。
Cyrano； Roxane。
CYRANO： Blessed be the moment when you condescend
Remembering that humbly I exist To come to meet me； and to
say。 。 。to tell？。 。 。
ROXANE （who has unmasked）： To thank you first of all。 That
dandy count； Whom you checkmated in brave sword…play Last
night；。 。 。he is the man whom a great lord； Desirous of my favor。 。 。
CYRANO： Ha； De Guiche？
ROXANE （casting down her eyes）： Sought to impose on me。 。 。for
husband。 。 。
CYRANO： Ay！ Husband！dupe…husband！。 。 。Husband a la mode！
（Bowing）： Then I fought； happy chance！ sweet lady； not For my ill
favorbut your favors fair！
ROXANE： Confession next！。 。 。But； ere I make my shrift； You
must be once again that brother…friend With whom I used to play by the
lake…side！。 。 。
CYRANO： Ay； you would come each spring to Bergerac！
ROXANE： Mind you the reeds you cut to make your swords？。 。 。
CYRANO： While you wove corn…straw plaits for your dolls' hair！
ROXANE： Those were the days of games！。 。 。
CYRANO： And blackberries！。 。 。
ROXANE： In those days you did everything I bid！。 。 。
CYRANO： Roxane； in her short frock； was Madeleine。 。 。
ROXANE： Was I fair then？
CYRANO： You were not ill to see！
ROXANE： Ofttimes； with hands all bloody from a fall； You'd
run to me！ Thenaping mother…ways I； in a voice would…be severe；
would chide； （She takes his hand）： 'What is this scratch； again； that I
see here？' （She starts； surprised）： Oh！ 'Tis too much！ What's this？
（Cyrano tries to draw away his hand）： No； let me see！ At your age；
fie！ Where did you get that scratch？
CYRANO： I got itplaying at the Porte de Nesle。
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ROXANE （seating herself by the table； and dipping her handkerchief
in a glass of water）： Give here！
CYRANO （sitting by her）： So soft！ so gay maternal…sweet！
ROXANE： An
