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William: Forsooth, did you mark where the Royal Physician disabled fear in a mouse?
Christopher: I did, though methinks it was not too taxing though, was not all he did was to stuff the mouse’s snout with balm?
William: Simple words make ornamental sentences. Simple science can spark an invention. What if we were able to modify human behavior through the sweets that grocers sell?
Christopher: William, you lag. They do it already. My humours stay balanced by imbibing nightshade, and my doctor, his name is Faust, believe you not, he stopped his age at three score by taking dried toad, sage and vinegar. Old Nick is unsatisfied yet.
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