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The Story Through Its Notes, Letters, and Documents

Leroux’s impression of Christine’s letters

Prologue
‘I was at first inclined to be suspicious; but when the Persian had told me, with child-like candor, all that he knew about the ghost and had handed me the proofs of the ghost’s existence-including the strange correspondence of Christine Daae-to do as I pleased with, I was no longer able to doubt. No, the ghost was not a myth!’

From Christine

The Enchanted Violin
‘Monsieur:

‘I have not forgotten the little boy who went into the sea to rescue my scarf. I feel that I must write to you to-day, when I am going to Perros, in the fulfillment of a sacred duty. To-morrow is the anniversary of the death of my poor father, whom you knew and who was very fond of you. He is buried there, with his violin, in the graveyard of the little church, at the bottom of the slope where we used to play as children, beside the road where, when we were a little bigger, we said good-by for the last time.’

Faust and What Followed
‘My Dear Little Playfellow:

‘You must have the courage not to see me again, not to speak of me again.If you love me just a little, do this for me, for me who will never forget you, my dear Raoul. My life depends upon it. Your life depends upon it.

‘Your Little Christine’

The Mysterious Brougham
‘Dear:

‘Go to the masked ball at the Opera on the night after to-morrow. At twelve o’clock, be in the little room behind the chimney-place of the big crush-room. Stand near the door that leads to the Rotunda. Don’t mention this appointment to any one on earth. Wear a white domino and be carefully masked. As you love me, do not let yourself be recognized.

‘Christine’





Notes, Letters, Documents
Christine's Letters
Erik's Letters
Former Managers' Letters
General D--'s Letter
Inspector's Report
Memoirs of a Manager
Newspaper Printings
Persian's Narrative
Prosecutor's Report