Цитаты из книги автора Gaston Leroux The Phantom of the Opera

With a lack–luster eye, he stared down that cold, desolate road and into the pale, dead night. Nothing was colder than his heart, nothing half so dead: he had loved an angel and now he despised a woman!

The Scorpion or the Grasshopper:

seem able to take a hint!"

meddle in his business again

The man with the ebony skin, the eyes of jade and the astrakhan cap bent over Raoul.

crimson with rage

pulled the strings of that extraordinary pupp

matches and lit his candl

mock and flout

ammed; for this small