MEG Christine, Christine Where in the world have you been hiding? 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 near.
Here in this room he calls me softly. Somewhere inside, hiding. Somehow I know he's always with me, He - the unseen genious.
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, friend and guardian Secret and strange angel Angel of Music, hide no longer Enter at last master.
CHRISTINE He's with me even now MEG your hands are cold CHRISTINE all around me MEG Your face Christine it's white CHRISTINE It frightens me MEG don't be frightened.