' Oh no ! 'he whispered . 'It was the wrong door ! This is Erik 's torture room-the room of mirrors ! We are dead men , Vicomte de Chagny , dead men ! '
For a minute or two Christine said nothing.Then she said slowly , 'We were so young , you and I.I was just a poor singer from Norway , and you * you were the Vicomte de Chagny . I knew I could never be your wife . '
