Sarah held the lantern high as she showed Richard to what would be his room. "Here, this was Piangi's old dressing room." Richard opened the door began to observe his surroundings.
"Sarah…" he began.
"Yes?"
"Why are you wearing a veil?" Richard asked, his hand trailing up to the black gauze.
Jumping back, Sarah placed her hand on her veil protectively. "That is my business." She replied quite curtly.
Sarah returned to her dressing room, sewing up the hem of the dress. She only had a few centimeters left… suddenly she heard screaming coming from Richard's room. Picking up her skirts, she ran to the door and tried it, but it was locked fast.
"RICHARD!" She screamed, reverting back to Danish, "Åh så lad ham gå! Han er min ven, du kan ikke dræbe ham, Monsieur Phantom! Åh, ikke dræbe ham! Venligst! RICHARD!"
The screams stopped, and the door swung open. Running to her friend's side, she relaxed as she heard his breath. "Forblive stærke, bedes du ... Hold vejrtrækning, holde om leve..." Richard coughed, and then sat up slowly with the assistance of Sarah, who was still crying and speaking rapid-fire Danish.
"Fransk tak, Sarah."
Once Sarah had calmed down and Richard could breathe normally, Richard began to explain what had happened.
He attempted to speak in Danish, but he fell over his words and instead switched back to his French, which was better, but he was British and therefore better at English. His Danish was coming along nicely though, Sarah noted.
"Je mettais juste mes affaires là, quand tout d'un coup," Sarah nodded slightly, expecting a long sentence. "…j'ai entendu cette voix, me demandant ce que je pensais que je faisais, et qui j'étais, et je réponds: «Je suis ici pour prendre soin de mon ami,» car qui étais-je être en cours au sujet de mon buisness,"
"Richard, Si modeste." Sarah rolled her eyes slightly.
"…et il me demande tout gentil qui était mon ami, et je dis «Sarah Eklund», puis il saute de nulle part et attrape mon épaule, en essayant de mettre la main sur mon cou et j'ai commencé à crier d'une tempête-" "Oui, tempête." "… et puis il m'a eu et m'a presque tué et puis vous ont montré et m'a sauvé! Mince, je souhaite que je pourrais avoir connu ce que vous avez dit en danois comme ça, le faire disparaître! Hey, vous n'êtes pas une sorcière, vous êtes, Sarah?"
"Non, pas une sorcière…"
"Who was it?" Richard demanded.
Sarah took a breath.
"The Opera Ghost, he is here still, hiding. I am sewing for him." She stood up, taking Richard by the shoulder. "But don't make him mad at you, Richard! Don't you dare!"
Richard looked at his feet. "I won't," he replied in English.
Sarah turned her head. "qu'avez-vous dit?"
"Oui."
Author's Note: SO MANY TRANSLATIONS BUT SO WORTH IT
Okay, here we go… 1
: (Danish) "Oh let him go! He's my friend, you can not kill him, Monsieur Phantom! Oh, do not kill him! Please! RICHARD! "
2: (Danish) Stay strong, please ... Keep breathing, keep on living ... "
3: (Danish) French, thank you, Sarah…
4: (French)I was just minding my own business, when suddenly…
5: (French) "... I heard this voice, asking me what I thought I was doing and who I was, and I say," I'm here to take care of my friend, "because who was I to be going on about my business,
6: (French) Richard, how modest.
7: (French) "... And he asked me who was my good friend, and I say" Sarah Eklund, "and he jumps out of nowhere and grabs my shoulder, trying to get their hands on my neck and I started screaming up a storm-"
8: (French) Yes, a storm.
9: (French) "... And then he was there with me and almost killed me and then you have shown and saved me! Gosh, I wish I could have known what you said in Danish like that, make him disappear! Hey, you're not a witch, you, Sarah? "
10: (French) No, not a witch,
11: (French) What did you say?
Okay, so I typed in "Blimey" and google translated it to Mince, and I now know Mince does not mean Blimey. So I changed it to Gosh.
*puts on sunglasses* DEAL WITH IT
Hope the longness of this chapter makes up for the shortness of the last. Let's hear it for Richard and his French!