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"
Mademoiselle
,
"
I
said
,
"
it
is
absolutely
necessary
,
that
you
should
open
that
door
to
us
!
"
"
But
how
?
"
asked
the
poor
girl
tearfully
.
We
heard
her
straining
,
trying
to
free
herself
from
the
bonds
that
held
her
.
"
I
know
where
the
key
is
,
"
she
said
,
in
a
voice
that
seemed
exhausted
by
the
effort
she
had
made
.
"
But
I
am
fastened
so
tight
.
.
.
Oh
,
the
wretch
!
"
And
she
gave
a
sob
.
"
Where
is
the
key
?
"
I
asked
,
signing
to
M
.
de
Chagny
not
to
speak
and
to
leave
the
business
to
me
,
for
we
had
not
a
moment
to
lose
.
"
In
the
next
room
,
near
the
organ
,
with
another
little
bronze
key
,
which
he
also
forbade
me
to
touch
.
They
are
both
in
a
little
leather
bag
which
he
calls
the
bag
of
life
and
death
.
.
.
Raoul
!
Raoul
!
Fly
!
Everything
is
mysterious
and
terrible
here
,
and
Erik
will
soon
have
gone
quite
mad
,
and
you
are
in
the
torture
-
chamber
!
.
.
.
Go
back
by
the
way
you
came
.
There
must
be
a
reason
why
the
room
is
called
by
that
name
!
"
"
Christine
,
"
said
the
young
man
.
"
We
will
go
from
here
together
or
die
together
!
"
"
We
must
keep
cool
,
"
I
whispered
.
"
Why
has
he
fastened
you
,
mademoiselle
?
You
can
’
t
escape
from
his
house
;
and
he
knows
it
!
"
"
I
tried
to
commit
suicide
!
The
monster
went
out
last
night
,
after
carrying
me
here
fainting
and
half
chloroformed
.
He
was
going
TO
HIS
BANKER
,
so
he
said
!
.
.
.
When
he
returned
he
found
me
with
my
face
covered
with
blood
.
.
.
I
had
tried
to
kill
myself
by
striking
my
forehead
against
the
walls
.
"
