Granville's estate

Elisa called Marguerite by the name "Mary", which surprised Louis, but he quickly realized that this place is still at the Misard Opera House, and Elisa probably also I don't want to expose Margaret's real name, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Misses," said Callister, who didn't seem to care whether the girls were using real names or not: "you've been around here long enough, and it's twelve o'clock, You should go home too."

Elisa giggled, and she twirled lightly, making the red ribbon adorning her sleeves fly.

"I don't know who you are when you're wearing the mask, sir," said Elisa, fascinated by the red antler mask as her gloved fingers slid alluringly. The audience stared intently: "Why don't you take off the mask and let me identify it carefully before deciding whether to follow you?"

"Hey, these gentlemen," the man dressed as the court minister immediately spoke dissatisfiedly when he heard Elisa say this. He didn't seem to recognize the Viscount's iconic blond hair and eyes: "These two ladies are with us, don't make any foolish plans, or I'll call the police over!"

"That's right, if you want women, there are plenty of them in the hall outside, and you can have as many as you want."

The snake trainer with the flute also chimed in, and he didn't seem happy about his prey being snatched away: "No matter what you do in this world, you have to say first come, first served, otherwise everything will be messed up, right? Right, gentlemen?"

While talking, the snake trainer tried his best to move towards Margaret, probably wanting to show his masculinity in front of Margaret, but Margaret sang alone, not at all. care about him.

"It's not good for you to be so cold, miss, you have to say something anyway." The snake trainer said, probably because Margaret's ignorance made his self-esteem very frustrated, and his tone became uncomfortable. Be happy: "Everyone came here just to have fun and have fun for a while, don't you think?"

I don't know whether it was the tone of the snake trainer or the word "have fun" that angered Margaret. She stopped singing suddenly, glanced at the man, and put her hands on the keys of the piano A hard slap--

The very old piano immediately made a multi-note mixed sharp noise, and then there was a very crisp sound of broken strings, which could be heard very clearly by everyone present.

This was a move that caught everyone off guard. Seeing that the backstage supervisor of the Misard Opera House seemed to be attracted by the sound and came towards this side, the snake trainer couldn't help but panic.

"I didn't do it!" said the snake handler, and he distanced himself from Marguerite immediately, and his previous manliness disappeared in a flash.

"Oh, Mary, you're like that again."

For Margaret's extremely willful behavior, Elisa is quite used to it, she giggled: "The one at your house was just broken by you a few days ago!"

After finishing speaking to Margaret, Elisa turned her face to Callister and the others, and announced very briskly and naturally: "Gentlemen, knights, I will trouble you with this matter!"

"I don't like it here anymore." Margaret, who was the perpetrator, said coldly. She stood up, as if she didn't care about the fact that she damaged the piano of the Missal Opera House: "The air here is too turbid. , my throat is hurting, I have to go outside."

She completely ignored Callister and Louis and the others, and turned around to walk outside the props room. When she was about to walk in front of Louis, Louis stepped forward quickly and reached out to stop her.

"Miss Marie," Louis lowered his voice. He wasn't quite sure whether Marguerite would recognize him. After all, after careful calculation, they actually only met that day at the Bois de Boulogne and the Opera Comique: " Follow me back to St. George's Street, your friend; the lady is waiting for you with us."

Margaret glanced at him, under the light of the dim hanging lamp, her beautiful brown eyes looked almost dark brown, extremely arrogant.

"Who are you?" asked the headstrong girl who was loved and hated by others, she made no secret of her hostility: "I don't know you, why did I go with you?"

"I, I am..."

Louis thought that she really didn't know who he was, and he couldn't let Marguerite go, and he couldn't name Alred or Madame Boucher, so he couldn't help getting anxious and racking his brains to figure out how to persuade him. This wayward girl who drank.

Callister, who was standing next to them, was not surprised by Margaret's attitude, and he spoke in a slightly arrogant tone.

"Your wayward behavior tonight has made those who are worried about you exhausted their efforts to find you, miss." Callister said, pointing to his attendant standing aside: "You two still let My people also put in a lot of effort, ladies shouldn't come to places like masquerade balls, for your safety, I suggest that you and that Miss Lisa leave here as soon as possible."

"What if I say no?" Margaret said, her hostility towards Callister was also undisguised: "Those people were all sent by you. I hate people watching me the most."

"Then you may have to accept the fact that these people you hate the most are everywhere," Callister said. "It is an honor to serve the lady, and I don't mind having my people help you chase away some annoying people." flies."

This sounded a bit strange, Louis looked at Callister, then at Margaret, remembering the phrase "Your knights are coming" that Elisa said when they just walked in, and suddenly realized—— It turns out that Margaret already knew who was looking for her!

"Miss, please come back with me." Louis said to Marguerite, "it is very late at night, and your loyal friend is waiting for you anxiously."

"Please step aside, sir, I don't bother you about what to do."

"Miss Mary, please don't do this." Louis begged her, "My friends and your friends are very worried about you, for their sake, please come with me!"

"I don't need so-called care that is useless."

"Miss!"

Just when Louis saw Margaret was extremely uncooperative and at a loss, he heard a very familiar voice.

"Margo...!"

Alred almost stumbled into this small corner of the prop room—he tripped over a rope scattered on the floor, but luckily he didn't fall; when he did find himself searching the ballroom Driven by deep emotions, he almost called out Margaret's name in this place where he could not reveal his identity when he hadn't found his beloved woman for more than two hours.

And Louis, who saw Alred came, breathed a sigh of relief.

"How did you find this place?" Louis asked, eager to hint at the alias his friend Margaret was using here: "I was wondering how I'd let you know Miss Mary and her friends were here. Woolen cloth!"

"Someone told me that Mary...Mary is here in the props room." Alred said to Louis, he glanced at some other unknown people in this corner, and tried to calm his shortness of breath: "It's a I don't know the identity of the man in the domino cloak."

Louis immediately understood that Callister's people had revealed Margaret's track to him, and he couldn't help but cast a grateful glance at the viscount, but the viscount was listening to what Karbo was saying in his ear with his hands folded , didn't seem to notice his gaze.

"Mary, I finally found you."

Apparently, Alred cared more about his beloved woman than he cared about the unknown mysterious person, and he had no time to care about other people, so he said to Margaret in a begging tone: "This place is really amazing. It's too chaotic, let's get out of here now! The carriage is waiting outside the opera house."

"I'm not going with you, and I'm not going anywhere." Margaret said indifferently, she wanted to go outside, but Alred stopped her, and refused to let go no matter what.

Her girlfriend, Elisa, giggled, apparently recognizing Alred's identity.

"Mary, you might as well follow him." Elisa said frivolously, she stood on tiptoe, and stretched her soft arms like a swan's wings: "Look, your gentleman, for you, How much effort was spent, and how many people were sent!"

It was only then that Alred noticed Callister and his attendants standing beside Louis. He looked at the Viscount in confusion. Perhaps because the lights in the props room were dim, he didn't recognize them immediately. Callister's identity.

And in such a short period of time, Margaret, who was blocked by Alrede, was already impatient, and she pushed Alred's hand blocking her away.

"Margo...Mary!"

When Margaret made such a move, Alred immediately forgot about the others. He hurriedly stopped Margaret, not daring to hurt her, but also unable to really let her run outside into the hall full of fish and dragons. Go, can only plead: "Don't do this, Mary! Liza!"

He called Elisa to ask her to help persuade Margaret, but instead of persuading, Elisa fanned the flames.

"I said, gentlemen," said Elisa, as if she was watching some interesting drama, and she was happy to see Alred and the others in distress: "You are too ignorant of women's minds. Sometimes we What I want is gentle treatment, but sometimes, no amount of tenderness can compare to a little masculine majesty!"

In this chaos, Louis noticed that the man dressed as the court minister seemed to want to stand up for Margaret and the others to "administer" what he thought was justice, but Callister's attendants were very keen to find out His mind walked up to him with a slightly threatening gesture, and then the man didn't dare to act rashly anymore; and the snake trainer had been standing in a corner since Margaret broke the piano. away from the piano.

"I say, sir," Callister said when Alred and Louis were desperately trying to stop Margaret, and his tone of voice to Alred was as arrogant as ever: "I suggest You'd better be decisive and take the most effective measures before this wayward lady makes a bigger noise, lest she bring you some unnecessary troubles."