CYRANO:
Or its shape?

THE BORE:
No, on the contrary!. . .

CYRANO:
Why then that air
Disparaging?--perchance you think it large?

THE BORE (stammering):
No, small, quite small--minute!

CYRANO:
Minute! What now?
Accuse me of a thing ridiculous!
Small--my nose?

THE BORE:
Heaven help me!

CYRANO:
'Tis enormous!
Old Flathead, empty-headed meddler, know
That I am proud possessing such appendice.
'Tis well known, a big nose is indicative
Of a soul affable, and kind, and courteous,
Liberal, brave, just like myself, and such
As you can never dare to dream yourself,