The whispers of rumour are more than amusing. That these silly people are all so frightened of this ghost! They let their imaginations run wild. Dorian laughs to himself as he stands in the lobby, watching a few actresses murmur among themselves. All the same, he secretly believes these things, though he doesn't admit it. He himself is almost a ghost. Finally he catches the arm of a tiny funny girl whirling across the floor. "What's all this about your opera phantom, then?" Meg Giry gives him a knowing look, only too happy to explain it all.
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^_^ HEY. She dies, that's plenty.
The whispers of rumour are more than amusing. That these silly people are all so frightened of this ghost! They let their imaginations run wild. Dorian laughs to himself as he stands in the lobby, watching a few actresses murmur among themselves. All the same, he secretly believes these things, though he doesn't admit it. He himself is almost a ghost. Finally he catches the arm of a tiny funny girl whirling across the floor. "What's all this about your opera phantom, then?" Meg Giry gives him a knowing look, only too happy to explain it all.