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de
Chagny
seemed
to
me
quite
"
gone
.
"
He
pretended
that
he
had
been
walking
in
that
forest
for
three
days
and
nights
,
without
stopping
,
looking
for
Christine
Daae
!
From
time
to
time
,
he
thought
he
saw
her
behind
the
trunk
of
a
tree
,
or
gliding
between
the
branches
;
and
he
called
to
her
with
words
of
supplication
that
brought
the
tears
to
my
eyes
.
And
then
,
at
last
:
"
Oh
,
how
thirsty
I
am
!
"
he
cried
,
in
delirious
accents
.
I
too
was
thirsty
.
My
throat
was
on
fire
.
And
,
yet
,
squatting
on
the
floor
,
I
went
on
hunting
,
hunting
,
hunting
for
the
spring
of
the
invisible
door
.
.
.
especially
as
it
was
dangerous
to
remain
in
the
forest
as
evening
drew
nigh
.
Already
the
shades
of
night
were
beginning
to
surround
us
.
It
had
happened
very
quickly
:
night
falls
quickly
in
tropical
countries
.
.
.
suddenly
,
with
hardly
any
twilight
.
Now
night
,
in
the
forests
of
the
equator
,
is
always
dangerous
,
particularly
when
,
like
ourselves
,
one
has
not
the
materials
for
a
fire
to
keep
off
the
beasts
of
prey
.
I
did
indeed
try
for
a
moment
to
break
off
the
branches
,
which
I
would
have
lit
with
my
dark
lantern
,
but
I
knocked
myself
also
against
the
mirrors
and
remembered
,
in
time
,
that
we
had
only
images
of
branches
to
do
with
.
The
heat
did
not
go
with
the
daylight
;
on
the
contrary
,
it
was
now
still
hotter
under
the
blue
rays
of
the
moon
.
I
urged
the
viscount
to
hold
our
weapons
ready
to
fire
and
not
to
stray
from
camp
,
while
I
went
on
looking
for
my
spring
.
Suddenly
,
we
heard
a
lion
roaring
a
few
yards
away
.
"
Oh
,
"
whispered
the
viscount
,
"
he
is
quite
close
!
.
.
.
Don
’
t
you
see
him
?
.
.
.
There
.
.
.
through
the
trees
.
.
.
in
that
thicket
!
If
he
roars
again
,
I
will
fire
!
.
.
.
"
And
the
roaring
began
again
,
louder
than
before
.
And
the
viscount
fired
,
but
I
do
not
think
that
he
hit
the
lion
;
only
,
he
smashed
a
mirror
,
as
I
perceived
the
next
morning
,
at
daybreak
.
We
must
have
covered
a
good
distance
during
the
night
,
for
we
suddenly
found
ourselves
on
the
edge
of
the
desert
,
an
immense
desert
of
sand
,
stones
and
rocks
.
It
was
really
not
worth
while
leaving
the
forest
to
come
upon
the
desert
.
Tired
out
,
I
flung
myself
down
beside
the
viscount
,
for
I
had
had
enough
of
looking
for
springs
which
I
could
not
find
.
I
was
quite
surprised
—
and
I
said
so
to
the
viscount
—
that
we
had
encountered
no
other
dangerous
animals
during
the
night
.
Usually
,
after
the
lion
came
the
leopard
and
sometimes
the
buzz
of
the
tsetse
fly
.
These
were
easily
obtained
effects
;
and
I
explained
to
M
.
de
Chagny
that
Erik
imitated
the
roar
of
a
lion
on
a
long
tabour
or
timbrel
,
with
an
ass
’
s
skin
at
one
end
.
Over
this
skin
he
tied
a
string
of
catgut
,
which
was
fastened
at
the
middle
to
another
similar
string
passing
through
the
whole
length
of
the
tabour
.
Erik
had
only
to
rub
this
string
with
a
glove
smeared
with
resin
and
,
according
to
the
manner
in
which
he
rubbed
it
,
he
imitated
to
perfection
the
voice
of
the
lion
or
the
leopard
,
or
even
the
buzzing
of
the
tsetse
fly
.
