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As though l made it myself.
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A blend of arsenic.
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A slow poison.
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What would a man feel?
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Headaches,
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burning throat and stomach.
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Then it would stop.
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As though it were over.
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Then pure fire... until death.
:48:33
A quick death?
:48:35
No. But a sure one.
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Recognise this book?
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No!
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You poisoned Henri's mother's gloves!
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And Charlotte's blush!
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l'll have you burnt to bits!
Whose book is it?
:49:11
l gave it to Queen Catherine.
:49:20
She wanted...
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Navarre to read it!
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lt hurts! l'm on fire!