Where in the world have you been hiding? Really, you were perfect! I only wish I knew your secret! Who is your great tutor?
CHRISTINE: Father once spoke of an angel... I used to dream he'd appear... Now as I sing, I can sense him... And I know he's here... Here in this room he calls me softly... somewhere inside hiding... Somehow I know he's always with me... he - the unseen genius...
MEG: Christine, you must have been dreaming... stories like this can't come true... Christine, you're talking in riddles... and it's not like you...
CHRISTINE: Angel of Music! Guide and guardian! Grant to me your glory!
MEG: Who is this angel? This...
BOTH: Angel of Music! Hide no longer! Secret and strange angel...