The Phantom of the Opera
1 The dancers
'Quick！Quick！Clo the door！It's him！'Annie Sorelli ran into the dressing－room， her face white．
One of the girls ran and clod the door， and then they all turned to Annie Sorelli．
'Who？Where？What's the matter？' they cried．
'It's the ghost！'Annie said．'In the passage．I saw him．He came through the wall in front of me! And…and I saw his face！'
Most of the girls were afraid， but one of them， a tall girl with black hair，laughed．
'Pooh!'she said．'Everybody says they e the Opera ghost， but there isn't really a ghost．You saw a shadow on the wall．'But she did not open the door，or look into the passage.
'Lots of people e him，' a cond girl said．'Joph Buquet saw him two days ago. Don't you remember？'
Then all the girls began to talk at once．
'Joph says the ghost is tall and he wears a black evening coat．'
'He has the head of a dead man， with a yellow face and no no…'
'…And no eyes-only black holes！'
Then little Meg Giry spoke for the first time．'Don't talk about him．He doesn't like it．My mother told me．'
美联英语'Your mother？' the girl with black hair said．'What does your mother know about the ghost？'
'She says that Joph Buquet is a fool． The ghost doesn't like people talking about him，and one day Joph Buquet is go ing to be sorry， very sorry．'
accountant是什么意思'But what does your mother know？ Tell us，tell us！' all the girls cried．
'Oh dear！'said Meg．'But plea don't say a word to any one．You know my mother is the doorkeeper for some of the boxes in the Opera Hou．Well，Box 5 is the ghost's box！He watches the operas from that box，and sometimes he leaves flowers for my mother！
'The ghost has a box！ And leaves flowers in it！'
'Oh， Meg，your mother's telling you stories！How can the ghost have a box？'
'It's true， it's true，I tell you！'Meg said．'Nobody buys tickets for Box 5， but the ghost always comes to it on opera nights．'
'So somebody does come there？'
'Why，no！… The ghost comes， but there is nobody there．' 化妆怎么化教教
The dancers looked at Meg．'But how does your mother know？' one of them asked．
'There's no man in a black evening coat， with a yellow face．That's all wrong．My mother never es the ghost in Box 5，but she hears him！ He talks to her，but there is nobody there！And he doesn't like people talking about him！'
But that evening the dancers could not stop talking about the Opera ghost．They talked before the opera， all through the opera, and after the opera． But they talked very quietly， and they looked behind them before they spoke．
When the opera finished，the girls went back to their dress ing-room．Suddenly，they he
ard somebody in the passage，and Madame Giry， Meg's mother， ran into the room． She was a fat，motherly woman，with a red，happy face．But tonight her face was white．
'Oh girls，'she cried'．'Joph Buquet is dead！ You know he walks a long way down，on the fourth floor under the stage．The other stage workers found his dead body there an hour ago -with a rope around his neck！'
'It's the ghost!'cried Meg Giry．'The ghost killed him！'
2 The directors of the Opera Hou
The Opera Hou was famous， and the directors of the Opera Hou were very important men．It was the first week of work for the two new directors， Monsieur Ar mand Moncharmin and Monsieur Firmin Richard．In the direc tors' office the next day，the two men talked about Joph Bu quet．
甜心宝贝英文'It was an accident，' Monsieur Armand said angrily．'Or Buquet killed himlf．'
'An accident？…Killed himlf？' Monsieur Firmin said．'Which story do you want，my friend？ Or do you want the sto ry of the ghost？'
'Don't talk to me about ghosts！'Monsieur Armand said．'We have 1，500 people working for us in this Opera Hou，and everybody is talking about the ghost． They're all mad! I don't want to hear about the ghost， OK？'
Monsieur Firmin looked at a letter on the table next to him．And what are we going to do about this letter，Armand？'
'Do？' cried Monsieur Armand．'Why， do nothing， of cour！ What can we do？'The two men read the letter again．It wasn't very long．
To the new directors
Becau you are new in the Opera Hou，I am writing to tell you some important things．Never ll tickets for Box 5；that is my box for every opera night． Madame Giry， the door keeper， knows all about it． Also，I need money for my work in the Opera Hou．I am not expensive，and I am happy to take only20，000 francs a month． That is all． But plea remem ber， I can be a good friend， but a bad enemy．
O．G．
'Don't ll tickets for Box 5! 20，000 francs a month!'Monsieur Armand was very angry again．'That's the best box in the Opera Hou， and we need the money， Firmin！ And who is this O．G，eh？Tell me that！'
'Opera Ghost，of cour，'Monsieur tirmin said．'But you're right， Armand. We can do nothing about this letter． It's a joke， a bad joke. Somebody thinks we are fools， becau we are new here．There are no ghosts in the Opera Hou！'
The two men then talked about the opera for that night． It was Faust，and usually La Carlotta sang Margarita．La Carlotta was Spanish，and the best singer in Paris．But today，La Carlot ta was ill．
'Everybody in Paris is going to be at the opera tonight，'said Monsieur Armand，'and cur best singer is ill．Suddenly！ She writes a letter to us just this morning-she is ill， she cannot sing tonight！'
'Don't get angry again， Armand，' Monsieur Firmin said quickly.'We have Christine Daaé， that young singer from Nor way．She can sing Margarita tonight．She has a good voice．'
'But she's so young， and nobody knows her！Nobody wants to listen to a new singer．'
'Wait and e．Perhaps Daaé can sing better than La Carlot ta．Who knows？'
保镖的主题曲3 Christine Daaé
Monsieur Firmin was right．All Paris talked about the new Margarita in Faust，the girl with the beautiful voice,the girl with the voice of an angel．People loved her.They laughed and cried and called for more．Daaé was wonder ful，the best singer in the world！
Behind the stage Meg Giry looked at Annie Sorelli．'Chris tine Daaé never sang like that before．'she said to Annie．'Why was she so good tonight？' 新编大学英语3答案
'Perhaps she's got a new music teacher，'Annie said．
The noi in the Opera Hou went on for a long time． In Box 14，Philippe，the Comte de Chagny，turned to his younger brother and smiled．
'Well， Raoul， what did you think of Daaé tonight？'
Raoul，the Vicomte de Chagny，was twenty－one years old．He had blue eyes and black hair，and a wonderful smile．The Chagny family was old and rich，and many girls in Paris were in love with the young Vicomte．But Raoul was not interested in them．
He smiled back at his brother．'What can I say？ Christine is an angel， that's all． I'm going to her dressing-room to e her tonight．'
Philippe laughed． He was twenty years older than Raoul， and was more like a father than a brother．
mavericks'Ah， I understand，'he said．'You are in love！ But this is your first night in Paris， your first visit to the opera． How do you know Christine Daaé？'
'You remember four years ago，when I was on holiday by the a，in Brittany？'Raoul said．'Well， I met Christine there． Iwas in love with her then，and I'm still in love with her today！'
The Comte de Chagny looked at his brother．'Mmm， I e，'he said slowly．'Well， Raoul， remember she is only an opera singer．We know nothing about her family．'
But Raoul did not listen．To him，good families were not im portant，and young men never listen to their older brothers．
There were many people in Christine Daaé's dressing－room that night．But there was a doctor with
Christine，and her beautiful face Looked white and ill．Raoul went quickly across the room and took her hand．
'Christine！ What's the matter？ Are you ill？' He went down on the floor by her chair．'Don't you remember me Raoul de Chagny，in Brittany？'
Christine looked at him，and her blue eyes were afraid．She took her hand away．'No， I don't know you．Plea go away．I'm not well．'
Raoul stood up， his face red． Before he could speak， the doc tor said quickly，
' Yes， yes， plea go away． Everybody， plea leave the room．Mademoille Daaé needs to be quiet．She is very tired．'
He moved to the door，and soon everybody left the room.Christine Daaé was alone in her dressing－room．
Outside in the passage the young Vicomte was angry and unhappy．How could Christine forget him？How could she say that to him？ He waited for some minutes， then，very quietly and carefully，he went back to the door of her dressing－room．But he did not open the door， becau
just then he heard a man's voice in the room!
'Christine，you must love me！' the voice said．
Then Raoul heard Christine's voice．'How can you talk like that？ When I sing only for you…？ Tonight， I gave everything to you， everything． And now I'm so tired． 'Her voice was un happy and afraid．
'You sang like an angel，' the man's voice said．
Raoul walked away．So that was the answer！ Christine Daaéhad a lover．But why was her voice so unhappy？ He waited in the shadows near her room． He wanted to e her lover-his enemy！
After about ten minutes Christine came out of her room，alone， and walked away down the passage． Raoul waited， but no man came out after her． There was nobody in the passage，so Raoul went quickly up to the door of the dressing－room，opened it and went in．He clod the door quietly behind him，then called out： thefinalcountdown
'Where are you？ I know you're in here！Come out！'
There was no answer．Raoul looked everywhere-under the chairs， behind all the clothes，in all the dark corners of the room．There was nobody there． moderate是什么意思
4 The Phantom is angry
That was Tuesday night．On Wednesday morning Mon sieur Armand and Monsieur Firmin were happy men．Paris liked the new Margarita-everything in life was good．The next opera night was Friday． It was Faust again， but this time with La Carlotta singing Margarita．
By Wednesday afternoon they were not so happy．A cond letter arrived for them-from O．G．
Why don't you listen to me？ I am getting angry． Leave Box 5 free for me． And where are my 20， 000 francs？ On Friday Daaé must sing Margarita again．She is now the best singer in Paris． La Carlotta cannot sing-she has a very ugly voice，like a toad．
Remember， I am a bad enemy． O． G．
'So，Firmin，is this still a joke？'Monsieur Armand shouted．'What are we going to do now， eh？ Is O． G． the director here，or are we？'
无线电工程师'Don't shout，Armand，'said Monsieur Firmin tiredly．'I don't know the answers．Let's talk to Madame Giry， the door keeper of Box 5．Perhaps she can help us．'
But Madame Giry was not helpful．Madame Giry was not afraid of ghosts， and she was not afraid of directors of Opera Hous.
'People say that you're a friend of the Opera gh
ost，Madame Giry，' Monsieur Armand began．'Tell us about him．Some people say he has no head．'
'And some people say he has no body，' said Monsieur Firmin．'What do you say， Madame Giry？'
Madame Giry looked at the two men and laughed．'I say that the directors of the Opera Hou are fools！'
'What！'Monsieur Armand shouted． He stood up，and his face was red and angry．'Listen to me，woman-'
'Oh， sit down， Armand，and listen，' said Monsieur Firmin．'why do you say that，Madame Giry？'
'Becau，Monsieur，the Opera ghost is angry with you．When the ghost wants something， he must have it． He is clever and dangerous，this ghost．The old directors before you， they knew that，oh yes. At first they tried to stop him. Then there were many accidents in the Opera Hou，many strange acci dents．And when did the accidents happen？ When the ghost was angry！So，the old directors learnt very quickly．The ghost wants Box 5？ He can have it every night．The ghost wants money？Let's give the money to him at once．Oh yes，the old directors understood very well．'
'But we are the directors， not the Opera ghost！' Monsieur Armand shouted．He turned to Monsieur Firmin．'This woman is mad．Why do we listen to her？ On Friday night La Carlotta is going to sing Margarita． And you and I， Firmin，are going to watch the opera from Box 5．' 'Well， we can try that， Armand． But we don't want any ac cidents．'
Madame Giry came nearer to the two men．'Listen to me，'she said quietly．'Remember Joph Buquet？ I tell you，the Opera ghost is a good friend， but a bad enemy．'
The two men stared at her．'Tho words，Monsieur Firmin said slowly，'why did you say tho words， Madame Giry？'
'Becau the ghost says them to me． I never e him， but I often hear him．He has a very nice voice and he doesn't shout at people．'
5 A letter for Raoul
That Wednesday a letter also arrived for the young Vi comte de Chagny．He opened the letter，saw the name at the bottom， and smiled for the first time that day．
Dear Raoul
Of cour I remember you！How could I forget you？
Meet me on Thursday at three o'clock in the Tuileries Gar dens．Don't be angry with me，Raoul，plea．
Christine Daaé
Raoul put the letter carefully into his pocket. Angry？ How could he be angry with an angel？ On Thursday he was in the Tuileries Gardens by two o'clock．
At ten past three he began to feel unhappy．At half past three he wanted to die， or to kill somebody．
And then… she came． She ran through the gardens to him，and in a cond she was in his arms．
'Oh，Christine！'he said，again and again．'Oh， Christine！'They walked through the gardens together and talked for a long time． They remembered their happy w
