PHANTOM'S VOICE
Insolent boy! This slave of fashion
basking in your glory!
Ignorant fool! This brave young suitor,
sharing in my triumph!
CHRISTINE (spell-bound)
Angel! I hear you! Speak,
I listen . . .
stay by my side, guide me!
Angel, my soul was weak -
forgive me . . .
enter at last, Master!
PHANTOM'S VOICE
Flattering child, you shall know me,
see why in shadow I hide!
Look at your face in the mirror -
I am there inside!
(The figure of the PHANTOM becomes discernible
behind the mirror)
CHRISTINE (ecstatic)
Angel of Music!
Guide and guardian!
Grant to me your glory!
Angel of Music! Hide no longer!
Come to me, strange angel...
PHANTOM"S VOICE
I am your Angel ...
Come to me: Angel of Music ...
(CHRISTINE walks towards the glowing,
shimmering glass. Meanwhile, RAOUL has
returned. He hears the voices and is puzzled. He
tries the door It is locked)
RAOUL
Whose is that voice . . .?
Who is that in there . . .?
(Inside the room the mirror opens. Behind it, in
an inferno of white light, stands the PHANTOM.
He reaches forward and takes CHRISTINE firmly,
but not fiercely, by the wrist. His touch is cold,
and CHRISTINE gasps)
PHANTOM
I am your Angel of Music . . .
Come to me: Angel of Music . . .
(CHRISTINE disappears through the mirror,
which closes behind her The door of the dressing
room suddenly unlocks and swings open, and
RAOUL enters to find the room empty)