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The
audience
also
felt
,
but
not
without
alarm
.
.
.
"
I
feel
without
alarm
.
.
.
I
feel
without
alarm
—
co
-
ack
!
With
its
melody
enwind
me
—
co
-
ack
!
And
all
my
heart
sub
—
co
-
ack
!
"
The
toad
also
had
started
afresh
!
The
house
broke
into
a
wild
tumult
.
The
two
managers
collapsed
in
their
chairs
and
dared
not
even
turn
round
;
they
had
not
the
strength
;
the
ghost
was
chuckling
behind
their
backs
!
And
,
at
last
,
they
distinctly
heard
his
voice
in
their
right
ears
,
the
impossible
voice
,
the
mouthless
voice
,
saying
:
"
SHE
IS
SINGING
TO
-
NIGHT
TO
BRING
THE
CHANDELIER
DOWN
!
"
With
one
accord
,
they
raised
their
eyes
to
the
ceiling
and
uttered
a
terrible
cry
.
The
chandelier
,
the
immense
mass
of
the
chandelier
was
slipping
down
,
coming
toward
them
,
at
the
call
of
that
fiendish
voice
.
Released
from
its
hook
,
it
plunged
from
the
ceiling
and
came
smashing
into
the
middle
of
the
stalls
,
amid
a
thousand
shouts
of
terror
.
A
wild
rush
for
the
doors
followed
The
papers
of
the
day
state
that
there
were
numbers
wounded
and
one
killed
.
The
chandelier
had
crashed
down
upon
the
head
of
the
wretched
woman
who
had
come
to
the
Opera
for
the
first
time
in
her
life
,
the
one
whom
M
.
Richard
had
appointed
to
succeed
Mme
.
Giry
,
the
ghost
’
s
box
-
keeper
,
in
her
functions
!
She
died
on
the
spot
and
,
the
next
morning
,
a
newspaper
appeared
with
this
heading
:
