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Chapter 8. The Mysterious Brougham
That tragic evening was bad for everybody. Carlotta fell ill. As for Christine Daae, she
disappeared after the performance. A fortnight elapsed during which she was seen neither
at the Opera nor outside.
Raoul, of course, was the first to be astonished at the prima donna's absence. He wrote to
her at Mme. Valerius' flat and received no reply. His grief increased and he ended by
being seriously alarmed at never seeing her name on the program. FAUST was played
without her.
One afternoon he went to the managers' office to ask the reason of Christine's
disappearance. He found them both looking extremely worried. Their own friends did not
recognize them: they had lost all their gaiety and spirits. They were seen crossing the
stage with hanging heads, care-worn brows, pale cheeks, as though pursued by some
abominable thought or a prey to some persistent sport of fate.
The fall of the chandelier had involved them in no little responsibility; but it was difficult
to make them speak about it. The inquest had ended in a verdict of accidental death,
caused by the wear and tear of the chains by which the chandelier was hung from the
ceiling; but it was the duty of both the old and the new managers to have discovered this
wear and tear and to have remedied it in time. And I feel bound to say that MM. Richard
and Moncharmin at this time appeared so changed, so absent-minded, so mysterious, so
incomprehensible that many of the subscribers thought that some event even more
horrible than the fall of the chandelier must have affected their state of mind.
In their daily intercourse, they showed themselves very impatient, except with Mme.
Giry, who had been reinstated in her functions. And their reception of the Vicomte de
Chagny, when he came to ask about Christine, was anything but cordial. They merely
told him that she was taking a holiday. He asked how long the holiday was for, and they
replied curtly that it was for an unlimited period, as Mlle. Daae had requested leave of
absence for reasons of health.
"Then she is ill!" he cried. "What is the matter with her?"
"We don't know."
"Didn't you send the doctor of the Opera to see her?"
"No, she did not ask for him; and, as we trust her, we took her word."
Raoul left the building a prey to the gloomiest thoughts. He resolved, come what might,
to go and inquire of Mamma Valerius. He remembered the strong phrases in Christine's