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The music room was full of pianos and harps and trumpets and recorders hung upon the walls. Bluebeard saw a woman playing a harp at the far side of the chamber. This must be Violet. He hurried towards her joyfully but then realized she was not alone. Two women stood beside her. They seemed to be singing but all he heard was silence. The woman on the harp turned her head, it was Emily, his fourth wife. Bluebeard started to understand the pattern that was unfolding. Anger transformed his face. He was like a werewolf changing on the stroke of midnight. In anger Bluebeard stormed up the fifth set of stairs which led to the sitting room. Once again he looked through the hundred keys.

Bluebeard had chosen to go through the room just looking straight ahead so he wouldn't see the wives again. This didn't work. Suzanna, his sixth wife, was trying to pass Bluebeard dead flowers, arranged beautifully. Another wife was sitting on the couch arranging more dead flowers. Bluebeard's anger grew. Hatred and vicousness were dominating his changed face. Bluebeard felt as though his wife, Violet was setting him up. He left the room in growing rage and found himself on the sixth set of stairs which lead to his own room.