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"
The
key
of
the
gate
to
the
underground
passage
in
the
Rue
Scribe
.
"
"
I
understand
,
Christine
.
It
leads
straight
to
the
lake
.
Give
it
to
me
,
Christine
,
will
you
?
"
"
Never
!
"
she
said
.
"
That
would
be
treacherous
!
"
Suddenly
Christine
changed
color
.
A
mortal
pallor
overspread
her
features
.
"
Oh
heavens
!
"
she
cried
.
"
Erik
!
Erik
!
Have
pity
on
me
!
"
"
Hold
your
tongue
!
"
said
Raoul
.
"
You
told
me
he
could
hear
you
!
"
But
the
singer
’
s
attitude
became
more
and
more
inexplicable
.
She
wrung
her
fingers
,
repeating
,
with
a
distraught
air
:
"
Oh
,
Heaven
!
Oh
,
Heaven
!
"
"
But
what
is
it
?
What
is
it
?
"
Raoul
implored
.
"
The
ring
.
.
.
