As the curtain fell, Meg got up to congratulate Christine. She passed her sister's dressing room. It was empty, but mirror was smashed. That's odd Meg thought. Then she saw Morgan pulling a small figure. Meg rushed to Christine's dressing room. She'd seen Morgan face. Meg knew what Morgan had been thinking. Death. If Christine showed up with the Phan-Erik then that would push Morgan over the edge.

"Gustave," Christine whispered.

"What's wrong?"

"Gustave! Gustave!"

"What is it?"

"He's supposed to be here! He was meant to be here!"

It's that idiot Raoul! Why, I'll kill that drunken fool That he dare take this child- A child that isn't his! Mr. Squelch!

"Sir?"

" Seal the port, Blockade each road! Call in every favor that I'm owed! I'll be damned if he leaves this isle!"

" The recondition, he left here in a carriage. Saw with my own eyes, sir. There was no one with him."

"Are you quite certain he left here alone?"

"Sir, was there anyone else here backstage?" "

"Yes. Yes. Madame Giry she was here With her vicious little sneer, And that comment she made- That ungrateful, backbiting snake! She's been greedy, yes indeed! She'll get hers now guaranteed! Go now quickly bring her round! Bring the boy back safe and sound! Then I'll tear her limb from limb!"

"Fleck!" Meg whispered. Fleck turned.

"Yes?"

"Tell Mr. Y that Mor-Meg took the boy." Meg told Morgan the rest of the story. A moment later Squelch and Gangle were dragging Madame Giry in front of Mr. Y.

"What is the meaning of this? How dare your minions' manhandle me in this fashion! I demand an answer!"

"The boy, woman! What have you done with him?"

"The boy? You think I took the boy? Why would I do such a thing? You think I don't know who he is? All these years Who has been faithful more than I? No one!"

"Giry!"

Madame Giry continued. "All these years! How could you think I'd hurt that child?"

"My patience is running dry!"

"All these years I've been mother to you and Christine As much as my daughter!"

"Enough!"

"Do you think I don't know how it hurts To see were the child brought to harm?"

"Gustave! Gustave!"

Fleck finally started to talk "Sir. I just passed Meg's dressing room, It was empty as a tomb, But her mirror was smashed All in pieces on the floor."

"Meg." Erik whispered.

"Oh my god." Madame Giry said in disbelief

: And I saw her down the hall Pulling someone pale and small, And she looked all about, And then scurried out the door."

Madame Giry's face was white and she spoke "God, I left her so distraught. Please, who knows just what she thought! I'm afraid she's come undone, But she won't hurt him. Meg would never hurt him. How could she hurt him?"