Giry is hurrying across. RAOUL appears and calls
after her
Uneasily
She has glanced nervously about her and suddenly deciding to trust him, cuts in
starts from her daze and turns to go.
And, before he can question her further, she has
disappeared
Raoul
Giry
Raoul
Giry
Raoul
Giry
Raoul
Giry
Raoul
You've seen something, haven't you ?
I don't know what I've seen . . . Please don't ask me, monsieur . . .
Very well. It was years ago. There was a travelling fair in the city. Tumblers, conjurors, human oddities . . .
And there was . . . I shall never forget him: a man . . . locked in a cage
In a cage . . ?
A prodigy, monsieur! Scholar, architect, musician .
A composer . . .
And an inventor too, monsieur. They boasted he had once built for the Shah of Persia, a maze of mirrors . . .
The world forgot him,
but I never can . . .
For in this darkness
I have seen him again . . .
And so our
Phantom's this man . . .
I have said too much, monsieur.
Madame Giry . . .!