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the
gold
ring
he
gave
me
.
"
"
Oh
,
so
Erik
gave
you
that
ring
!
"
"
You
know
he
did
,
Raoul
!
But
what
you
don
’
t
know
is
that
,
when
he
gave
it
to
me
,
he
said
,
’
I
give
you
back
your
liberty
,
Christine
,
on
condition
that
this
ring
is
always
on
your
finger
.
As
long
as
you
keep
it
,
you
will
be
protected
against
all
danger
and
Erik
will
remain
your
friend
.
But
woe
to
you
if
you
ever
part
with
it
,
for
Erik
will
have
his
revenge
!
’
.
.
.
My
dear
,
my
dear
,
the
ring
is
gone
!
.
.
.
Woe
to
us
both
!
"
They
both
looked
for
the
ring
,
but
could
not
find
it
.
Christine
refused
to
be
pacified
.
"
It
was
while
I
gave
you
that
kiss
,
up
above
,
under
Apollo
’
s
lyre
,
"
she
said
.
"
The
ring
must
have
slipped
from
my
finger
and
dropped
into
the
street
!
We
can
never
find
it
.
And
what
misfortunes
are
in
store
for
us
now
!
Oh
,
to
run
away
!
"
"
Let
us
run
away
at
once
,
"
Raoul
insisted
,
once
more
.
She
hesitated
.
He
thought
that
she
was
going
to
say
yes
.
.
.
Then
her
bright
pupils
became
dimmed
and
she
said
:
"
No
!
To
-
morrow
!
"
And
she
left
him
hurriedly
,
still
wringing
and
rubbing
her
fingers
,
as
though
she
hoped
to
bring
the
ring
back
like
that
.
Raoul
went
home
,
greatly
perturbed
at
all
that
he
had
heard
.
