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"
My
spirit
longs
with
thee
to
rest
!
"
It
was
at
that
moment
that
the
stage
was
suddenly
plunged
in
darkness
.
It
happened
so
quickly
that
the
spectators
hardly
had
time
to
utter
a
sound
of
stupefaction
,
for
the
gas
at
once
lit
up
the
stage
again
.
But
Christine
Daae
was
no
longer
there
!
What
had
become
of
her
?
What
was
that
miracle
?
All
exchanged
glances
without
understanding
,
and
the
excitement
at
once
reached
its
height
.
Nor
was
the
tension
any
less
great
on
the
stage
itself
.
Men
rushed
from
the
wings
to
the
spot
where
Christine
had
been
singing
that
very
instant
.
The
performance
was
interrupted
amid
the
greatest
disorder
Where
had
Christine
gone
?
What
witchcraft
had
snatched
her
,
away
before
the
eyes
of
thousands
of
enthusiastic
onlookers
and
from
the
arms
of
Carolus
Fonta
himself
?
It
was
as
though
the
angels
had
really
carried
her
up
"
to
rest
.
"
Raoul
,
still
standing
up
in
the
amphitheater
,
had
uttered
a
cry
.
Count
Philippe
had
sprung
to
his
feet
in
his
box
.
People
looked
at
the
stage
,
at
the
count
,
at
Raoul
,
and
wondered
if
this
curious
event
was
connected
in
any
way
with
the
paragraph
in
that
morning
’
s
paper
.
But
Raoul
hurriedly
left
his
seat
,
the
count
disappeared
from
his
box
and
,
while
the
curtain
was
lowered
,
the
subscribers
rushed
to
the
door
that
led
behind
the
scenes
.
The
rest
of
the
audience
waited
amid
an
indescribable
hubbub
.
Every
one
spoke
at
once
.
Every
one
tried
to
suggest
an
explanation
of
the
extraordinary
incident
.
At
last
,
the
curtain
rose
slowly
and
Carolus
Fonta
stepped
to
the
conductor
’
s
desk
and
,
in
a
sad
and
serious
voice
,
said
:
"
Ladies
and
gentlemen
,
an
unprecedented
event
has
taken
place
and
thrown
us
into
a
state
of
the
greatest
alarm
.
Our
sister
-
artist
,
Christine
Daae
,
has
disappeared
before
our
eyes
and
nobody
can
tell
us
how
!
"
Behind
the
curtain
,
there
was
an
indescribable
crowd
.
Artists
,
scene
-
shifters
,
dancers
,
supers
,
choristers
,
subscribers
were
all
asking
questions
,
shouting
and
hustling
one
another
.
"
What
became
of
her
?
"
"
She
’
s
run
away
.
"
