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(GIRY is hurrying across. RAOUL appears and calls after her) RAOUL Madame Giry. Madame Giry . . . GIRY Monsieur, don't ask me - I know no more than anyone else. (She moves off again. He stops her) RAOUL That's not true. You've seen something, haven't you ? GIRY (uneasily) I don't know what I've seen . . . Please don't ask me, monsieur . . . RAOUL (desperately) Madame, for all our sakes . . . Letras de cancionesGIRY (She has glanced nervously about her and suddenly deciding to trust him, cuts in) Very well. It was years ago. There was a travelling fair in the city. Tumblers, conjurors, human oddities . . . RAOUL Go on . . . GIRY (trance-like, as she retraces the past) And there was . . . I shall never forget him: a man . . Iocked in a cage . . . RAOUL In a cage . . ? GIRY A prodigy, monsieur! Scholar, architect, musician . RAOUL (piecing together the jigsaw) A composer . . . GIRY And an inventor too, monsieur. They boasted he had once built for the Shah of Persia, a maze of mirrors . . . RAOUL (mystified and impatient, cuts in) Who was this man . . .? GIRY (with a shudder) A freak of nature . . . more monster than man . . . RAOUL (a murmur) Deformed . . .? GIRY From birth, it seemed . . . RAOUL My God . . . GIRY And then . . . he went missing. He escaped. RAOUL Go on. GIRY They never found him it was said he had died . . . RAOUL (darkly) But he didn't die, did he? GIRY The world forgot him, but I never can . . . For in this darkness I have seen him again . . . RAOUL And so our Phantom's this man . . . GIRY (starts from her daze and turns to go) I have said too much, monsieur. (She moves off into the surrounding blackness) And there have been too many accidents . . . RAOUL (ironical) Accidents?! GIRY Too many . . . (And, before he can question her further, she has disappeared) RAOUL (running after her) Madame Giry . . .! From Letras Mania