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"
Raoul
,
"
she
said
,
"
forget
THE
MAN
’
S
VOICE
and
do
not
even
remember
its
name
.
.
.
You
must
never
try
to
fathom
the
mystery
of
THE
MAN
’
S
VOICE
.
"
"
Is
the
mystery
so
very
terrible
?
"
"
There
is
no
more
awful
mystery
on
this
earth
.
Swear
to
me
that
you
will
make
no
attempt
to
find
out
,
"
she
insisted
.
"
Swear
to
me
that
you
will
never
come
to
my
dressing
-
room
,
unless
I
send
for
you
.
"
"
Then
you
promise
to
send
for
me
sometimes
,
Christine
?
"
"
I
promise
.
"
"
When
?
"
"
To
-
morrow
.
"
"
Then
I
swear
to
do
as
you
ask
.
"
He
kissed
her
hands
and
went
away
,
cursing
Erik
and
resolving
to
be
patient
.
The
next
day
,
he
saw
her
at
the
Opera
.
She
was
still
wearing
the
plain
gold
ring
.
She
was
gentle
and
kind
to
him
.
She
talked
to
him
of
the
plans
which
he
was
forming
,
of
his
future
,
of
his
career
.
