Little Lotte / The mirror

- CHRISTINE 'S DRESSING ROOM (SCENE 3)

RAOUL: "Little Lotte let her mind wander . . ."

CHRISTINE: You remember that, too . . .

RAOUL: "Little Lotte thought: Am I fonder of dolls..."

BOTH: ". . . or of goblins, of shoes . . ."

CHRISTINE: ". . . or of riddles. of frocks . . ."

RAOUL: Those picnics in the attic . . .

". . . or of chocolates . . ."

CHRISTINE: Father playing the violin . . .

RAOUL: As we read to each other dark stories of the North

CHRISTINE: "No what I love best, Lotte said,

is when I'm asleep in my bed,

and the Angel of Music sings songs in my head!"

BOTH: "the Angel of Music sings song in my head!"

(RAOUL left. Tremulous music)

PHANTOM'S VOICE: Insolent boy!

This slave of fashion

basking in your glory!

Ignorant fool!

This brave young suitor,

sharing in my triumph!

CHRISTINE: Angel! I hear! You speak I listen

stay by my side, guide me!

Angel, my soul was weak - forgive me

enter at last, Master!

PHANTOM'S VOICE: Flattering child, you shall know me,

see why in shadow I hide!

Look at your face in the mirror -

I am there inside! (See the PHANTOM behind the mirror)

CHRISTINE: Angel of Music! Guide and guardian!

Grant to me your glory!

Angel of Music! Hide no longer!

Come to me, strange angel!

PHANTOM'S VOICE: I am your Angel

Come to me: Angel of Music...

(Outside the door, RAOUL returns)

RAOUL: Whose is that voice?

Who is that in there?

(Inside the room the mirror opens)

PHANTOM: I am your Angel of Music

Come to me: Angel of Music

(CHRISTINE disappears through the mirror)

RAOUL: (find the room empty)

Christine! Angel!

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