that was all.the persian saw erik to the door of his flat, and darius helped him down to the street.a cab was waiting for him.
erik stepped in; and the persian, who had gone back to the window, heard him say to the driver:
"go to the opera."
and the cab drove off into the night.
the persian had seen the poor, unfortunate erik for the last time.
three weeks later, the epoque published this advertisement:
"erik is dead."
epilogue.
i have now told the singular, but veracious story of the opera ghost.
as i declared on the first page of this work, it is no longer possible to deny that erik really lived.there are to-day so many proofs of his existence within the reach of everybody that we can follow erik's actions logically through the whole tragedy of the chagnys.
there is no need to repeat here how greatly the case excited the capital.
the kidnapping of the artist, the death of the comte de chagny under such exceptional conditions, the disappearance of his brother, the drugging of the gas-man at the opera and of his two assistants: