PHANTOM'S VOICE
Insolent boy!
This slave
of fashion
basking in your
glory!
Ignorant fool!
This brave
young suitor,
sharing in my
triumph!
CHRISTINE (spell-bound)
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!
(The figure of the PHANTOM [bad word] discernible 
behind the mirror)
CHRISTINE (ecstatic)
Angel of Music!
Guide and guardian!
Grant to me your
glory!
Angel of Music!
Hide no [bad word] to me, strange
angel...
PHANTOM"S VOICE
I am your Angel [bad word] to me: Angel of Music ...
(CHRISTINE walks towards the glowing, 
shimmering glass. Meanwhile, RAOUL has 
returned. He hears the voices and is puzzled. He 
tries the door It is locked)
RAOUL
Whose is that voice . . .?
Who is that in there . . .?
(Inside the room the mirror opens. Behind it, in 
an inferno of white light, stands the PHANTOM. 
He reaches forward and takes CHRISTINE firmly, 
but not fiercely, by the wrist. His touch is cold, 
and CHRISTINE gasps)
PHANTOM
I am your Angel of Music . . [bad word] to me: Angel of Music . . .
(CHRISTINE disappears through the mirror, 
which closes behind her The door of the dressing 
room suddenly unlocks and swings open, and 
RAOUL enters to find the room empty)
RAOUL 
Christine! Angel