midnight
It made me scene upon scene . At last , I said to the voice , ` That will do ! I am going to Perros to-morrow , to pray on my father 's grave , and I shall ask M. Raoul de Chagny to go with me . ' ` Do as you please , ' replied the voice , ` but I shall be at Perros too , for I am wherever you are , Christine ; and , if you are still worthy of me , if you have not lied to me , I will play you The Resurrection of Lazarus , on the stroke of midnight , on your father 's tomb and on your father 's violin . ' That , dear , was how I came to write you the letter that brought you to Perros . How could I have been so beguiled ? How was it , when I saw the personal , the selfish point of view of the voice , that I did not suspect some impostor ?