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"
What
are
you
laughing
at
?
YOU
think
you
heard
a
man
’
s
voice
,
I
suppose
?
"
"
Well
!
.
.
.
"
replied
the
young
man
,
whose
ideas
began
to
grow
confused
in
the
face
of
Christine
’
s
determined
attitude
.
"
It
’
s
you
,
Raoul
,
who
say
that
?
You
,
an
old
playfellow
of
my
own
!
A
friend
of
my
father
’
s
!
But
you
have
changed
since
those
days
.
What
are
you
thinking
of
?
I
am
an
honest
girl
,
M
.
le
Vicomte
de
Chagny
,
and
I
don
’
t
lock
myself
up
in
my
dressing
-
room
with
men
’
s
voices
.
If
you
had
opened
the
door
,
you
would
have
seen
that
there
was
nobody
in
the
room
!
"
"
That
’
s
true
!
I
did
open
the
door
,
when
you
were
gone
,
and
I
found
no
one
in
the
room
.
"
"
So
you
see
!
.
.
.
Well
?
"
The
viscount
summoned
up
all
his
courage
.
"
Well
,
Christine
,
I
think
that
somebody
is
making
game
of
you
.
"
She
gave
a
cry
and
ran
away
.
He
ran
after
her
,
but
,
in
a
tone
of
fierce
anger
,
she
called
out
:
"
Leave
me
!
Leave
me
!
"
And
she
disappeared
.
Raoul
returned
to
the
inn
feeling
very
weary
,
very
low
-
spirited
and
very
sad
.
He
was
told
that
Christine
had
gone
to
her
bedroom
saying
that
she
would
not
be
down
to
dinner
.
Raoul
dined
alone
,
in
a
very
gloomy
mood
.
Then
he
went
to
his
room
and
tried
to
read
,
went
to
bed
and
tried
to
sleep
.
There
was
no
sound
in
the
next
room
.
