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.I shall have suitors lining thecorridors at the Opera, all fighting each otherfor the chance to speak to me! Papa and I shall likely save them the trou-ble of fighting, by killing off all the unworthyones before they even come near you, Erik-Daaé s expression was completely deadpan.Darice glanced at her father, to see whetherErik-Daaé was joking, but he merely nodded inagreement. You wouldn t dare! Darice exclaimed,mostly sure they were teasing her, but not com-pletely convinced of it.Erik smirked, the expression slightly incon-gruous on his skeletal face. Never, ever saythat to me, he advised. To either of us, really, his son chimed in. You must understand that we will dare any-thing, anything at all, to guarantee your safety. Vraiment! Erik agreed. Oh, how nice, Darice replied sarcastically. Isuppose you won t be happy unless I marry Louisde Castelot-Barbezac, or someone like that? He does at least enjoy music for its own~ 445 ~ - An Wallace -sake, her brother pointed out, And since he sthe son of a dancer just as we re the children ofan opera singer, he ll never be snobbish. Louiswas the son of Little Meg Giry, who hadmarried le baron de Castelot-Barbezac muchto the delight of her mother, who had continuedrobust and vigorous until her sudden death in acarriage accident at age ninety-four. That s true, Darice conceded. I do de-spise snobs.Aunt Clémence and her familyhave never liked us, even though our branch ofthe family was the noble one and not hers.Shealways acts like she is better than we are. Luckily, we need not pay any attention toClémence, Erik remarked. And your AuntSylvie has more than enough graciousness andnobility to make up for both Clémence andMartine. The young siblings both laughed and agreed.Sylvie had always been their favorite aunt.Martine had mellowed eventually and becomea real member of the family, but Clémence hadnever forgiven Erik for being the true Comte deChagny. I think Aunt Sylvie got all the looks of thefamily, too, Erik-Daaé remarked. Martineand Clémence think they re beauties, but~ 446 ~ - Letters to Erik -they re nothing to Aunt Sylvie. Erik nodded. Your mother says you lookmore like a Daaé than a Chagny which is toyour advantage, considering the Chagnys pro-duced me! Darice takes after the Chagnys, butshe looks more like Sylvie than like her otheraunts.God forbid she should look like her fa-ther! She doesn t have your face, Papa, but shehas your hair and build.She also got her musi-cal talents from you, and therefore has the ad-vantage over me, his son replied with a fondsmile for his sister. True, Darice agreed with a smug look. And music is far more important than looks,anyway.Maman says so. Erik smiled. And I ll be eternally gratefulthat she chose to see it that way, he replied. But remember, ma cherie, that all the naturaltalent in the world will never take the place ofsufficient practice.Erik-Daaé did not inheritmuch musical talent from his father s side, it istrue but he practices more than enough tomake up for it.Mind you don t let pride in yourtalent take the place of practice. I won t, Papa. All right, then.We should pack up and go~ 447 ~ - An Wallace -down; your mother should be home from AuntSylvie s in time for dinner, and she was goingto stop at the station and pick up Kaveh on theway home. Erik-Daaé rolled up his plans while Dariceput her music away.As they did so, she askedhim, Why do you always work on your archi-tecture here in the music room, anyway? Erik-Daaé had not quite lost his reserve andthoughtfulness from childhood.He gave theoffhand question serious consideration beforeanswering. Music is essentially mathematics,filtered through human passion and creativity.Architecture is human creativity expressedthrough mathematics.Working on one in thepresence of the other helps me with both. Oh! Is that why you usually do your prac-ticing at the Opera? He nodded. The Opera is a prime exampleof creativity and mathematics combined withbeauty.It is the best of both worlds. Flattery will get you nowhere, Erik toldhis son mildly. Although I appreciate thecompliment.Now then, hurry down.I want tosee your mother when they come in, and ifKaveh is home he will probably want to seeme, and he will gripe if he has to climb all the~ 448 ~ - Letters to Erik -way up here to do it. With Erik s full support, Kaveh occasionallyacted as a volunteer consultant to the Paris po-lice force.Not only did this allow the gen-darmes to have access to his decades worth ofpolice experience, but it enabled him to keephis hand in.Best of all, if anyone in Parisstarted inquiring about the opera phantom,Kaveh would be the first to hear of it and warnErik.That was part of the agreement the twomen had come to, years before when Kavehhad joined their household.Darice, lighter on her feet than the two men,skimmed down the stairs swiftly.They heardher greeting Kaveh as he came through thedoor. Hello, Uncle Kaveh! they heard her say [ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ]
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.I shall have suitors lining thecorridors at the Opera, all fighting each otherfor the chance to speak to me! Papa and I shall likely save them the trou-ble of fighting, by killing off all the unworthyones before they even come near you, Erik-Daaé s expression was completely deadpan.Darice glanced at her father, to see whetherErik-Daaé was joking, but he merely nodded inagreement. You wouldn t dare! Darice exclaimed,mostly sure they were teasing her, but not com-pletely convinced of it.Erik smirked, the expression slightly incon-gruous on his skeletal face. Never, ever saythat to me, he advised. To either of us, really, his son chimed in. You must understand that we will dare any-thing, anything at all, to guarantee your safety. Vraiment! Erik agreed. Oh, how nice, Darice replied sarcastically. Isuppose you won t be happy unless I marry Louisde Castelot-Barbezac, or someone like that? He does at least enjoy music for its own~ 445 ~ - An Wallace -sake, her brother pointed out, And since he sthe son of a dancer just as we re the children ofan opera singer, he ll never be snobbish. Louiswas the son of Little Meg Giry, who hadmarried le baron de Castelot-Barbezac muchto the delight of her mother, who had continuedrobust and vigorous until her sudden death in acarriage accident at age ninety-four. That s true, Darice conceded. I do de-spise snobs.Aunt Clémence and her familyhave never liked us, even though our branch ofthe family was the noble one and not hers.Shealways acts like she is better than we are. Luckily, we need not pay any attention toClémence, Erik remarked. And your AuntSylvie has more than enough graciousness andnobility to make up for both Clémence andMartine. The young siblings both laughed and agreed.Sylvie had always been their favorite aunt.Martine had mellowed eventually and becomea real member of the family, but Clémence hadnever forgiven Erik for being the true Comte deChagny. I think Aunt Sylvie got all the looks of thefamily, too, Erik-Daaé remarked. Martineand Clémence think they re beauties, but~ 446 ~ - Letters to Erik -they re nothing to Aunt Sylvie. Erik nodded. Your mother says you lookmore like a Daaé than a Chagny which is toyour advantage, considering the Chagnys pro-duced me! Darice takes after the Chagnys, butshe looks more like Sylvie than like her otheraunts.God forbid she should look like her fa-ther! She doesn t have your face, Papa, but shehas your hair and build.She also got her musi-cal talents from you, and therefore has the ad-vantage over me, his son replied with a fondsmile for his sister. True, Darice agreed with a smug look. And music is far more important than looks,anyway.Maman says so. Erik smiled. And I ll be eternally gratefulthat she chose to see it that way, he replied. But remember, ma cherie, that all the naturaltalent in the world will never take the place ofsufficient practice.Erik-Daaé did not inheritmuch musical talent from his father s side, it istrue but he practices more than enough tomake up for it.Mind you don t let pride in yourtalent take the place of practice. I won t, Papa. All right, then.We should pack up and go~ 447 ~ - An Wallace -down; your mother should be home from AuntSylvie s in time for dinner, and she was goingto stop at the station and pick up Kaveh on theway home. Erik-Daaé rolled up his plans while Dariceput her music away.As they did so, she askedhim, Why do you always work on your archi-tecture here in the music room, anyway? Erik-Daaé had not quite lost his reserve andthoughtfulness from childhood.He gave theoffhand question serious consideration beforeanswering. Music is essentially mathematics,filtered through human passion and creativity.Architecture is human creativity expressedthrough mathematics.Working on one in thepresence of the other helps me with both. Oh! Is that why you usually do your prac-ticing at the Opera? He nodded. The Opera is a prime exampleof creativity and mathematics combined withbeauty.It is the best of both worlds. Flattery will get you nowhere, Erik toldhis son mildly. Although I appreciate thecompliment.Now then, hurry down.I want tosee your mother when they come in, and ifKaveh is home he will probably want to seeme, and he will gripe if he has to climb all the~ 448 ~ - Letters to Erik -way up here to do it. With Erik s full support, Kaveh occasionallyacted as a volunteer consultant to the Paris po-lice force.Not only did this allow the gen-darmes to have access to his decades worth ofpolice experience, but it enabled him to keephis hand in.Best of all, if anyone in Parisstarted inquiring about the opera phantom,Kaveh would be the first to hear of it and warnErik.That was part of the agreement the twomen had come to, years before when Kavehhad joined their household.Darice, lighter on her feet than the two men,skimmed down the stairs swiftly.They heardher greeting Kaveh as he came through thedoor. Hello, Uncle Kaveh! they heard her say [ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ]