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"
You
know
who
I
am
!
.
.
.
I
am
the
Persian
!
"
Raoul
now
remembered
that
his
brother
had
once
shown
him
that
mysterious
person
,
of
whom
nothing
was
known
except
that
he
was
a
Persian
and
that
he
lived
in
a
little
old
-
fashioned
flat
in
the
Rue
de
Rivoli
.
The
man
with
the
ebony
skin
,
the
eyes
of
jade
and
the
astrakhan
cap
bent
over
Raoul
.
"
I
hope
,
M
.
de
Chagny
,
"
he
said
,
"
that
you
have
not
betrayed
Erik
’
s
secret
?
"
"
And
why
should
I
hesitate
to
betray
that
monster
,
sir
?
"
Raoul
rejoined
haughtily
,
trying
to
shake
off
the
intruder
.
"
Is
he
your
friend
,
by
any
chance
?
"
"
I
hope
that
you
said
nothing
about
Erik
,
sir
,
because
Erik
’
s
secret
is
also
Christine
Daae
’
s
and
to
talk
about
one
is
to
talk
about
the
other
!
"
"
Oh
,
sir
,
"
said
Raoul
,
becoming
more
and
more
impatient
,
"
you
seem
to
know
about
many
things
that
interest
me
;
and
yet
I
have
no
time
to
listen
to
you
!
"
"
Once
more
,
M
.
de
Chagny
,
where
are
you
going
so
fast
?
"
"
Can
not
you
guess
?
To
Christine
Daae
’
s
assistance
.
.
.
"
"
Then
,
sir
,
stay
here
,
for
Christine
Daae
is
here
!
"
