Phantom of the Opera Page #7

Yvette?

But especially

tonight, madame.

Monsieur Garron, if he

has eyes in his head...

Madame Biancarolli, please.

The first act just started.

Thank you. Madame.

Good evening.

Marcel, do you think I

lead an enviable life?

Yes, monsieur.

Well, I do, but not for

reasons you're thinking.

I'm a very happy

man because I'm having

supper tonight with

Mademoiselle DuBois.

Christine?

You're going to be

a great and famous singer.

I'll help you.

Christine, you're going

to be a great and famous singer.

I'll help you.

What's the matter?

Why, someone

just said the very

same thing to me

a moment ago in my room.

Someone? Who?

I don't know.

It was just a voice.

I knew you'd hear

me sooner or later.

You mean it was you?

Of course.

I don't mean actually

but I've been saying

that ever since I saw

you and heard you sing.

And at last,

you heard me.

Your cue, monsieur.

I'll tell you again

tonight, at supper.

What is it, madame?

I don't know. I...

Help me!

Monsieur Vercheres!

Madame.

You, get the doctor.

Quickly.

Take her to her

dressing room.

What could

have happened?

What?

Quick!

Mademoiselle DuBois,

you must go on at once.

Madame Biancarolli has been taken ill.

Please get changed quickly.

Claire! Claire! Where is

that clumsy wardrobe woman?

Claire, get Mademoiselle

DuBois changed at once.

There isn't

a moment to lose.

She was drugged.

There's no doubt about it.

Now, who the devil

would want to drug her?

I'm sure she over-ate.

You're certain she'll

recover, Dr. Lefort?

Definitely.

What am I doing here?

I...

I should be onstage! I...

Doctor!

Madame...

She'll be all right now.

Why is she singing? What

is she doing out there?

What's happened?

Please, madame, control yourself.

I assure you that...

Come to the point, Amiot.

You were seized with

a touch of indigestion.

As your understudy, Mademoiselle

DuBois naturally took your place.

A touch of indigestion! Why, I was

perfectly well when I went on the stage.

Why, I was drugged.

Oh...

And you all

know by whom.

Anatole Garron did it to

make room for that baggage.

Madame, consider

what you're saying!

Madame, please,

compose yourself.

I demand Garron's arrest, and hers, too.

She had a hand in it.

I demand an investigation.

Please, madame.

Let me go!

Madame, consider

our position.

You were wonderful!

I assure you, monsieur,

the property man swears that

there was no opportunity for any human

being to tamper with the drinks.

Monsieur Inspector,

what are you waiting for?

I demand the arrest of Anatole Garron.

You know he did it.

I know nothing

of the sort, madame.

I am a police officer,

not a psychic.

It is my duty to collect

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