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XII Apollo's Lyre
Iknowoneoughttobesorryforpeoplewholiveunderground...Butheistoohorrible!Andyetthetimeisathand;Ihaveonlyadayleft;and,ifIdonotgo,hewillcomeandfetchmewithhisvoice.Andhewilldragmewithhim,underground,andgoonhiskneesbeforeme,withhisdeath’shead.Andhewilltellmethathelovesme!Andhewillcry!Oh,thosetears,Raoul,thosetearsinthetwoblackeye-socketsofthedeath’shead!Icannotseethosetearsflowagain!"
Shewrungherhandsinanguish,whileRaoulpressedhertohisheart.
"No,no,youshallneveragainhearhimtellyouthathelovesyou!Youshallnotseehistears!Letusfly,Christine,letusflyatonce!"
Andhetriedtodragheraway,thenandthere.Butshestoppedhim.
"No,no,"shesaid,shakingherheadsadly."Notnow!...Itwouldbetoocruel...lethimhearmesingto-morrowevening...andthenwewillgoaway.Youmustcomeandfetchmeinmydressing-roomatmidnightexactly.Hewillthenbewaitingformeinthedining-roombythelake...weshallbefreeandyoushalltakemeaway...Youmustpromisemethat,Raoul,evenifIrefuse;forIfeelthat,ifIgobackthistime,Ishallperhapsneverreturn."
Andshegaveasightowhichitseemedtoherthatanothersigh,behindher,replied.
"Didn’tyouhear?"
Herteethchattered.
"No,"saidRaoul,"Iheardnothing."
"Itistooterrible,"sheconfessed,"tobealwaystremblinglikethis!...Andyetwerunnodangerhere;weareathome,inthesky,intheopenair,inthelight.Thesunisflaming;andnight-birdscannotbeartolookatthesun.
