[Spoken scene]

Raoul:
Madame Giry, wait. . .

Mme. Giry:
Please, Monsieur - I know no more than anyone else.

Raoul:
That's not true!

Mme. Giry:
Please, Monsieur, don't ask; there have been too many accidents...

Raoul:
Accidents?! Please, Madame Giry, for all our sakes.

Mme. Giry: (reluctantly)
(sigh) Very well.
It was years ago. There was a traveling fair in the city. Gypsies. I was very young, studying to be a ballerina. One of many, living in the dormitories of the opera house.

Gypsy woman:
See the wonder from the East!

Gypsy man:
Come. Come. Come inside. Come and see The Devil's Child!

(Interlude)
(Shouts of outrage are heard)

Mme. Giry: (Still narrating)
I hid him from the world, and its cruelties.
He has known nothing else of life since then, except this opera house. It was his playground, and now his artistic domain; He's a genius. He's an architect and designer, he's composer and a magician. A genius, Monsieur!

Raoul:
But clearly, Madame Giry, genius has turned to madness.

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