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The
count
’
s
valet
said
:
"
That
is
so
,
sir
;
there
is
blood
on
the
balcony
.
"
The
other
man
-
servant
brought
a
lamp
,
by
the
light
of
which
they
examined
the
balcony
carefully
.
The
marks
of
blood
followed
the
rail
till
they
reached
a
gutter
-
spout
;
then
they
went
up
the
gutter
-
spout
.
"
My
dear
fellow
,
"
said
Count
Philippe
,
"
you
have
fired
at
a
cat
.
"
"
The
misfortune
is
,
"
said
Raoul
,
with
a
grin
,
"
that
it
’
s
quite
possible
.
With
Erik
,
you
never
know
.
Is
it
Erik
?
Is
it
the
cat
?
Is
it
the
ghost
?
No
,
with
Erik
,
you
can
’
t
tell
!
"
Raoul
went
on
making
this
strange
sort
of
remarks
which
corresponded
so
intimately
and
logically
with
the
preoccupation
of
his
brain
and
which
,
at
the
same
time
,
tended
to
persuade
many
people
that
his
mind
was
unhinged
.
The
count
himself
was
seized
with
this
idea
;
and
,
later
,
the
examining
magistrate
,
on
receiving
the
report
of
the
commissary
of
police
,
came
to
the
same
conclusion
.
"
Who
is
Erik
?
"
asked
the
count
,
pressing
his
brother
’
s
hand
.
"
He
is
my
rival
.
And
,
if
he
’
s
not
dead
,
it
’
s
a
pity
.
"
He
dismissed
the
servants
with
a
wave
of
the
hand
and
the
two
Chagnys
were
left
alone
.
But
the
men
were
not
out
of
earshot
before
the
count
’
s
valet
heard
Raoul
say
,
distinctly
and
emphatically
:
"
I
shall
carry
off
Christine
Daae
to
-
night
.
"
