[BUQUET]
Like yellow parchment is his skin
A great black hole serves as the nose that never grew
You must be always on your guard
Or he will catch you with his magical lasso!
[MADAME GIRY]
Those who speak of what they know
Find too late, that prudent silence is wise
Joseph Buquet, hold your tongue
Keep your hand at the level of your eyes!
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