The Tortures Begin
The Persian’s Narrative Continued
The voice repeated angrily: “What have you done with my bag? So it was to take my bag that you asked me to release you!”
We heard hurried steps, Christine running back to the Louis-Philippe room, as though to seek shelter on the other side of our wall.
“What are you running away for?” asked the furious voice, which had followed her. “Give me back my bag, will you? Don’t you know that it is the bag of life and death?”
“Listen to me, Erik,” sighed the girl. “As it is settled that we are to live together … what difference can it make to you?”
“You know there are only two keys in it,” said the monster. “What do you want to do?”