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Raoul
said
a
prayer
for
Daae
and
then
,
painfully
impressed
by
all
those
eternal
smiles
on
the
mouths
of
skulls
,
he
climbed
the
slope
and
sat
down
on
the
edge
of
the
heath
overlooking
the
sea
.
The
wind
fell
with
the
evening
.
Raoul
was
surrounded
by
icy
darkness
,
but
he
did
not
feel
the
cold
.
It
was
here
,
he
remembered
,
that
he
used
to
come
with
little
Christine
to
see
the
Korrigans
dance
at
the
rising
of
the
moon
.
He
had
never
seen
any
,
though
his
eyes
were
good
,
whereas
Christine
,
who
was
a
little
shortsighted
,
pretended
that
she
had
seen
many
.
He
smiled
at
the
thought
and
then
suddenly
gave
a
start
.
A
voice
behind
him
said
:
"
Do
you
think
the
Korrigans
will
come
this
evening
?
"
It
was
Christine
.
He
tried
to
speak
.
She
put
her
gloved
hand
on
his
mouth
.
"
Listen
,
Raoul
.
I
have
decided
to
tell
you
something
serious
,
very
serious
.
.
.
Do
you
remember
the
legend
of
the
Angel
of
Music
?
"
"
I
do
indeed
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
believe
it
was
here
that
your
father
first
told
it
to
us
.
"
"
And
it
was
here
that
he
said
,
’
When
I
am
in
Heaven
,
my
child
,
I
will
send
him
to
you
.
’
Well
,
Raoul
,
my
father
is
in
Heaven
,
and
I
have
been
visited
by
the
Angel
of
Music
.
"
"
I
have
no
doubt
of
it
,
"
replied
the
young
man
gravely
,
for
it
seemed
to
him
that
his
friend
,
in
obedience
to
a
pious
thought
,
was
connecting
the
memory
of
her
father
with
the
brilliancy
of
her
last
triumph
.
Christine
appeared
astonished
at
the
Vicomte
de
Chagny
’
s
coolness
:
"
How
do
you
understand
it
?
"
she
asked
,
bringing
her
pale
face
so
close
to
his
that
he
might
have
thought
that
Christine
was
going
to
give
him
a
kiss
;
but
she
only
wanted
to
read
his
eyes
in
spite
of
the
dark
.
