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Heavy
steps
sounded
slowly
behind
the
wall
,
then
stopped
and
made
the
floor
creak
once
more
.
Next
came
a
tremendous
sigh
,
followed
by
a
cry
of
horror
from
Christine
,
and
we
heard
Erik
’
s
voice
:
"
I
beg
your
pardon
for
letting
you
see
a
face
like
this
!
What
a
state
I
am
in
,
am
I
not
?
It
’
s
THE
OTHER
ONE
’
S
FAULT
!
Why
did
he
ring
?
Do
I
ask
people
who
pass
to
tell
me
the
time
?
He
will
never
ask
anybody
the
time
again
!
It
is
the
siren
’
s
fault
.
"
Another
sigh
,
deeper
,
more
tremendous
still
,
came
from
the
abysmal
depths
of
a
soul
.
"
Why
did
you
cry
out
,
Christine
?
"
"
Because
I
am
in
pain
,
Erik
.
"
"
I
thought
I
had
frightened
you
.
"
"
Erik
,
unloose
my
bonds
.
.
.
Am
I
not
your
prisoner
?
"
"
You
will
try
to
kill
yourself
again
.
"
"
You
have
given
me
till
eleven
o
’
clock
to
-
morrow
evening
,
Erik
.
"
The
footsteps
dragged
along
the
floor
again
.
