We must give back the entrance fees!

CYRANO (turning his chair toward the stage):
Bellerose,
You make the first intelligent remark!
Would I rend Thespis' sacred mantle? Nay!
(He rises and throws a bag on the stage):
Catch then the purse I throw, and hold your peace!

THE HOUSE (dazzled):
Ah! Oh!

JODELET (catching the purse dexterously and weighing it):
At this price, you've authority
To come each night, and stop 'Clorise,' Sir!

THE PIT:
Ho!. . .Ho! Ho!. . .

JODELET:
E'en if you chase us in a pack!. . .

BELLEROSE:
Clear out the hall!. . .

JODELET:
Get you all gone at once!

(The people begin to go out, while Cyrano looks on with satisfaction. But the
crowd soon stop on hearing the following scene, and remain where they are.