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Don't believe his perfidy, don't go!
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- Feelings of strange torment,
- Feelings of strange terror,
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- Coursing through my heart.
- Coursing through my heart.
:49:16
- Tell me of this unhappy woman.
- Tell me of this unhappy woman.
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A hundred inscrutable things.
:49:30
Tell me of this betrayer,
:49:35
a hundred inscrutable things,
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a hundred inscrutable things.
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I shall not leave here
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until I've uncovered this affair.
:49:55
She has no air of madness
in her face or in her speech.
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If I go,
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someone might suspect something.
:50:11
From his sinister face,
:50:14
you can tell he has a black soul!
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- So, is she...
- A little mad!
:50:21
- So, is he...
- A betrayer!
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Wretched woman!
:50:27
Liar! Liar!
:50:32
I begin to have doubts.
:50:37
Quiet, people are crowding around us.
:50:40
Be more prudent or you will be criticized.
:50:42
You would like that, you scoundrel!
:50:46
I have lost all prudence;
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your sins and my plight
:50:51
I shall expose to all.
:50:53
I shall expose to all.
:50:56
- Quiet.
- You would like that, you scoundrel!
:50:59
- People are crowding around us.
- I have lost all prudence,