'Christine'I want to ask you aquestion. Who was the man in your dressing-room on Tuesday night? Tell me, please!'
'What man?. 'There was no man inmy dressingroom on Tuesday night.'
'Don't ask me, Raoul! There was aman's voice, yes, but there was no man in my room! It's true! Oh, Raoul, I'm soafraid. Sometimes I want to die.'
'Iheard him,' he said. 'I listened outside the door and heard a man's voice. Whowas he?'
'I cannot tell you his name.
It'sa secret. 'I never see him, I only hear his voice. But he is everywhere! Hesees everything, hears everything. That's why I didn't speak to you on Tuesdaynight. He is my music teacher, Raoul.
He'sa wonderful singer. I sang so well on Tuesday night because of him. I am famousbecause of him. He is my angel of music! And he says he loves me. How can Ileave him?
'Who is he? Tell me, Christine,please. I'm your friend, I can help you. Tell me his name!'
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'We were so young, you and I. Iwas just a poor singer from Norway, and you ... you werethe Vicomte de Chagny. I knew I could never be your wife.'
'But I love you, Christine
'No, shh. Listen to me, Raoul,please. I went home to Norway, and a year later, my father died. I was veryunhappy, but I came back to France, toParis. I worked and worked at my singing, because I wanted to be an operasinger. Not just a good singer, but the best opera singerin Paris.'