01-05-歌剧院的幽灵 [5]
， Raoul．He's a wonderful singer．I sang so well on Tuesday night because of him． I am famous because of him．He is my angel of music！And he says he loves me．How can I leave him？'
■ 5 一封致拉乌尔的信
那个星期三也有一封信到了年轻的沙尼家族的子爵手里。他打开信，看到信末尾的署名，露出了那天的第一个微笑。
亲爱的拉乌尔：
我当然记得你！我怎么会忘了你呢？星期四下午3点到杜伊勒利花园来见我。请不要生我的气，拉乌尔。
克丽斯廷·达埃
拉乌尔小心翼翼地把这封信放进他的衣服口袋里。生气吗？他怎么会生一位天使的气呢？星期四他在2点以前就到了杜伊勒利花园。
3点过10分的时候他开始感到不快。或3点30分的时候他想死掉，或者杀人。
随后……她来了。她穿过花园奔向他，一下子扑到他怀里。
“哦，克丽斯廷！”他一遍又一遍地说，“哦，克丽斯廷！”他们一同漫步着穿过花园并且谈了很长时间。他们回忆起4年前在布列塔尼的快乐时光。
“但是为什么你离开那里了，克丽斯廷？”拉乌尔问，“你为什么不给我写信？”
克丽斯廷沉默了一两分钟，然后她才慢慢道来：“我和你太年轻，我只是一个从挪威来的贫穷的歌唱家，而你……你是沙尼家族的子爵。我知道我不可能成为你的妻子。”
“但是我爱你，克丽斯廷——”
“不，嘘，别作声，请听我说，拉乌尔。我回到了挪威，一年后，我父亲逝世了。我非常悲伤，但是我回到了法国，来到了巴黎。我拼命地唱啊唱啊，因为我想成为一名歌剧演唱家。不仅仅是优秀的歌唱家，而是巴黎最好的歌剧演唱家。”
“现在你是了，”拉乌尔说。他微笑着，“整个巴黎都拜倒在你的脚下。”
克丽斯廷转过脸去，沉默不语。
“克丽斯廷，”拉乌尔轻声说，“我想问你一个问题。星期二晚上在你化妆室的那个男人是谁？请告诉我！”
克丽斯廷停下来凝视着他。她的脸变白了。“什么男人？”她低语道，“星期二晚上没有男人在我的化妆室里。”
拉乌尔把手放在她的手臂上。“我听到他的声音了，”他说：“我在门外听，听到了一个男人的声音。他是谁？”
“不要问我，拉乌尔！是有一个男人的声音，是，但是我的房间里却没有男人！这是真的！哦，拉乌尔，我害怕极了。有时候我真想去死。”
“他是谁？请告诉我，克丽斯廷。我是你的朋友，我会帮助你。告诉我他的名字！”
“我不能告诉你他的名字。这是一个秘密，克丽斯廷低声道，“我从来没有见过他，我只是听到他的声音。但是他无处不在！他什么都看得到，什么都听得到。那就是我星期二晚上没有和你说话的原因。他是我的音乐老师，拉乌尔。他是一个极好的歌唱家。我星期二晚上之所以唱得那么好就是因为他。我之所以出名就是因为他。他是我的音乐天使！而他说他爱我。我怎么能离开他呢？”
6 La Carlotta sings Margarita
On Friday morning La Carlotta had her break fast in bed．She drank her coffee and opened her morning let ters．One letter had no name on it. It was very short．
You are ill． You cannot sing Margarita tonight．Stay at home and don't go to the Opera House. Accidents can hap pen．Do you want to lose your voice-for ever？
La Carlotta was very， very angry. She got out of bed at once and did not finish her breakfast．
'This is from Christine Daaé' s friends，' she thought．'They want her to sing again tonight．That Daaé girl is going to be sorry for this！ I，La Carlotta， I am the best opera singer in Paris．And nothing is going to stop me singing Margarita tonight！'
At six o'clock that evening the dancers were in their dress ing-room．They talked and laughed and put on their red and black dresses for Faust．But Meg Giry was very quiet．
'What's the matter，Meg？'Annie Sorelli asked．
'It's the Opera ghost，Meg said．'My mother says he's angry．She's afraid that something's going to happen tonight．'
'Oh，pooh！'the girl with black hair said．'Who's afraid of an old ghost？'
An hour later Monsieur Armand and Monsieur Firmin went into Box 5 and sat down．They were not afraid of ghosts.Of course not．There were no ghosts in the Opera House．
Then Monsieur Armand saw some flowers on the floor by the door of the box．'Firmin，'he whispered，'did you put those flowers there？'
Monsieur Firmin looked．'No，I didn't，'he whispered back'Did you？'
'Of course not， you fool！Shh，the music's beginning．'
La Carlotta did not sing for the first hour．There were no strange voices in Box 5，and the two directors began to feel happier. Then La Carlotta came out onto the stage， and Mon sieur Firmin looked at Monsieur Armand．
'Did you hear a voice just then？' he asked quietly．
'No！'Monsieur Armand said，but he looked behind him twice， then three times， and suddenly felt cold．
La Carlotta sang and sang， and nothing happened. Then she began a beautiful love song．
'My love begins to-Co－ack！'
Everybody stared．What was the matter with Carlotta's voice
What was that strange noise-Co－ack
Carlotta stopped and began the song again．
'My love begins to-Co－ack！
I cannot forget my-Co-ack！'
It was the noise of a toad！ People began to talk and laugh.Monsieur Firmin put his head in his bands．Then he felt Mon sieur Armand's hand on his arm．There was a voice in the box with them！ A man's voice，laughing
Poor Carlotta tried again，and again．
'I cannot forget my-Co－ack！'
Then the two directors heard the voice again， behind them，in front of them， everywhere．'Her singing tonight is going to bring down the chandelier!'
The two directors looked up at the top of the Opera House．Their faces were white．The famous chandelier， with its thou sand lights，broke away from its ropes and crashed down on to the people below
■ 5 一封致拉乌尔的信
那个星期三也有一封信到了年轻的沙尼家族的子爵手里。他打开信，看到信末尾的署名，露出了那天的第一个微笑。
亲爱的拉乌尔：
我当然记得你！我怎么会忘了你呢？星期四下午3点到杜伊勒利花园来见我。请不要生我的气，拉乌尔。
克丽斯廷·达埃
拉乌尔小心翼翼地把这封信放进他的衣服口袋里。生气吗？他怎么会生一位天使的气呢？星期四他在2点以前就到了杜伊勒利花园。
3点过10分的时候他开始感到不快。或3点30分的时候他想死掉，或者杀人。
随后……她来了。她穿过花园奔向他，一下子扑到他怀里。
“哦，克丽斯廷！”他一遍又一遍地说，“哦，克丽斯廷！”他们一同漫步着穿过花园并且谈了很长时间。他们回忆起4年前在布列塔尼的快乐时光。
“但是为什么你离开那里了，克丽斯廷？”拉乌尔问，“你为什么不给我写信？”
克丽斯廷沉默了一两分钟，然后她才慢慢道来：“我和你太年轻，我只是一个从挪威来的贫穷的歌唱家，而你……你是沙尼家族的子爵。我知道我不可能成为你的妻子。”
“但是我爱你，克丽斯廷——”
“不，嘘，别作声，请听我说，拉乌尔。我回到了挪威，一年后，我父亲逝世了。我非常悲伤，但是我回到了法国，来到了巴黎。我拼命地唱啊唱啊，因为我想成为一名歌剧演唱家。不仅仅是优秀的歌唱家，而是巴黎最好的歌剧演唱家。”
“现在你是了，”拉乌尔说。他微笑着，“整个巴黎都拜倒在你的脚下。”
克丽斯廷转过脸去，沉默不语。
“克丽斯廷，”拉乌尔轻声说，“我想问你一个问题。星期二晚上在你化妆室的那个男人是谁？请告诉我！”
克丽斯廷停下来凝视着他。她的脸变白了。“什么男人？”她低语道，“星期二晚上没有男人在我的化妆室里。”
拉乌尔把手放在她的手臂上。“我听到他的声音了，”他说：“我在门外听，听到了一个男人的声音。他是谁？”
“不要问我，拉乌尔！是有一个男人的声音，是，但是我的房间里却没有男人！这是真的！哦，拉乌尔，我害怕极了。有时候我真想去死。”
“他是谁？请告诉我，克丽斯廷。我是你的朋友，我会帮助你。告诉我他的名字！”
“我不能告诉你他的名字。这是一个秘密，克丽斯廷低声道，“我从来没有见过他，我只是听到他的声音。但是他无处不在！他什么都看得到，什么都听得到。那就是我星期二晚上没有和你说话的原因。他是我的音乐老师，拉乌尔。他是一个极好的歌唱家。我星期二晚上之所以唱得那么好就是因为他。我之所以出名就是因为他。他是我的音乐天使！而他说他爱我。我怎么能离开他呢？”
6 La Carlotta sings Margarita
On Friday morning La Carlotta had her break fast in bed．She drank her coffee and opened her morning let ters．One letter had no name on it. It was very short．
You are ill． You cannot sing Margarita tonight．Stay at home and don't go to the Opera House. Accidents can hap pen．Do you want to lose your voice-for ever？
La Carlotta was very， very angry. She got out of bed at once and did not finish her breakfast．
'This is from Christine Daaé' s friends，' she thought．'They want her to sing again tonight．That Daaé girl is going to be sorry for this！ I，La Carlotta， I am the best opera singer in Paris．And nothing is going to stop me singing Margarita tonight！'
At six o'clock that evening the dancers were in their dress ing-room．They talked and laughed and put on their red and black dresses for Faust．But Meg Giry was very quiet．
'What's the matter，Meg？'Annie Sorelli asked．
'It's the Opera ghost，Meg said．'My mother says he's angry．She's afraid that something's going to happen tonight．'
'Oh，pooh！'the girl with black hair said．'Who's afraid of an old ghost？'
An hour later Monsieur Armand and Monsieur Firmin went into Box 5 and sat down．They were not afraid of ghosts.Of course not．There were no ghosts in the Opera House．
Then Monsieur Armand saw some flowers on the floor by the door of the box．'Firmin，'he whispered，'did you put those flowers there？'
Monsieur Firmin looked．'No，I didn't，'he whispered back'Did you？'
'Of course not， you fool！Shh，the music's beginning．'
La Carlotta did not sing for the first hour．There were no strange voices in Box 5，and the two directors began to feel happier. Then La Carlotta came out onto the stage， and Mon sieur Firmin looked at Monsieur Armand．
'Did you hear a voice just then？' he asked quietly．
'No！'Monsieur Armand said，but he looked behind him twice， then three times， and suddenly felt cold．
La Carlotta sang and sang， and nothing happened. Then she began a beautiful love song．
'My love begins to-Co－ack！'
Everybody stared．What was the matter with Carlotta's voice
What was that strange noise-Co－ack
Carlotta stopped and began the song again．
'My love begins to-Co－ack！
I cannot forget my-Co-ack！'
It was the noise of a toad！ People began to talk and laugh.Monsieur Firmin put his head in his bands．Then he felt Mon sieur Armand's hand on his arm．There was a voice in the box with them！ A man's voice，laughing
Poor Carlotta tried again，and again．
'I cannot forget my-Co－ack！'
Then the two directors heard the voice again， behind them，in front of them， everywhere．'Her singing tonight is going to bring down the chandelier!'
The two directors looked up at the top of the Opera House．Their faces were white．The famous chandelier， with its thou sand lights，broke away from its ropes and crashed down on to the people below