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"
Christine
!
"
groaned
Raoul
;
and
he
began
to
sob
.
"
Then
he
bound
me
.
.
.
I
am
not
allowed
to
die
until
eleven
o
’
clock
to
-
morrow
evening
.
"
"
Mademoiselle
,
"
I
declared
,
"
the
monster
bound
you
.
.
.
and
he
shall
unbind
you
.
You
have
only
to
play
the
necessary
part
!
Remember
that
he
loves
you
!
"
"
Alas
!
"
we
heard
.
"
Am
I
likely
to
forget
it
!
"
"
Remember
it
and
smile
to
him
.
.
.
entreat
him
.
.
.
tell
him
that
your
bonds
hurt
you
.
"
But
Christine
Daae
said
:
"
Hush
!
.
.
.
I
hear
something
in
the
wall
on
the
lake
!
.
.
.
It
is
he
!
.
.
.
Go
away
!
Go
away
!
Go
away
!
"
"
We
could
not
go
away
,
even
if
we
wanted
to
,
"
I
said
,
as
impressively
as
I
could
.
"
We
can
not
leave
this
!
And
we
are
in
the
torture
-
chamber
!
"
"
Hush
!
"
whispered
Christine
again
.
