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Christine rushed
about, trying desperately in the sea of uniforms and costumes, to
find Madame Giry. Once she was able to reach the theater, she finally
found her.
"Christine, I've been looking everywhere for you!
Do you know what is happening?" Madame asked.
"I do. Meg
awoke me early this morning with the news."
"Why did he do it?
I don't understand why he would do it!" Madame Giry cried.
"He
didn't! I talked to both of them - Erik says he didn't do it."
But even as these words sunk in, Christine knew from the unmistakable
look in Madame Giry's eyes that she didn't believe her.
"You
really think that Erik would do this? You don't believe that he
tells the truth?" Christine asked.
"Christine...perhaps you
don't know him like I do. I've known him near all his life. This
thing...this thing that he has been blamed for...it's not exactly a
stretch of Erik's former bad deeds."
"I don't believe he
was lying..."
"Believe what you want. Either way, we must not
let the officers catch him. God only knows what they'd do to
him...torture him like a beast in likely though."
Christine
looked at her in horror. "We got to do something! I have him in my
room - but surely that wont be enough! He better of not of went back
down to his lair - right before I left I warned him, but he never
listens, and you know that many people now know the way."
Madame
Giry nodded. "We best check on him, but there is little we can do,
but to keep him secluded in there as long as possible. I'd tell you
to be with him, seeing that he is highly claustrophobic and hates
anything that could possibly resemble a cage, but you'll be too
important - the police will want to talk with you, as well as
me."
"So even though you believe he may have done it, you
still want to help him?"
Much to Christine's surprise, Madame
Giry nearly laughed! "Of course I want to help him. He is not that
many years younger than me, but I look at him like my son - in a way,
I raised him. I do not support many of his choices, but I would never
want to see him in jail."
Just then, Meg came running up,
seemingly out of breath. "Heavens - where have the two of you been?
I've been looking everywhere!" She panted.
"What's wrong,
Meg?" Christine asked, feeling shaky to see her friend so alarmed.
"The officers are interviewing all the ballet and chorus girls!
They just finished interviewing me, and they're so mean!"
Both
Christine and Madame Giry's eyes widened. "What did you tell them
Meg?" Christine asked, her knees and hands trembling now.
"Well,
I told them about how it's been quiet around here for the longest
time - no signs of the Phantom at all."
Christine let out her
breath, but too soon. Meg went on. "Then I told them about some of
the older things - about how Raoul and he were rivals of some sort,
and that the Phantom fancied you. And I mentioned about his lair, of
course, and about your mirror-"
"My mirror!" Christine
exclaimed, stopping a few people that were not too far away. She
immediately turned and started to run to her bedroom as fast as her
legs would take her, with Madame Giry and Meg following behind. Once
in her room, she saw that Erik was no longer there, and the mirror
was wide open. Erik never would have left his secret entryway open
for the police to see. Which only meant one
thing...
