![]() And in the end, I thought, stability will always win. It had to make a show! It had to startle and challenge! It was instability attacking stability. “It came to me suddenly that evil was, perhaps, necessarily always more impressive than good. Knowledge of what the mind is - what it can do - what it can be made to do.” There are new horizons." "Such as?" "The mind. Science has enlarged our frontiers." "With untraceable poisons?" My voice was sceptical. ![]() ![]() But we've progressed a long way beyond that nowadays. ![]() Do you know what they really used? Ordinary white arsenic! Just the same as any little wife poisoner in the back streets. And yet - how childish it all was in the past! The Borgias and their famous secret poisons. There's always been a greater trade in that than there ever has been in love potions. "I wonder." She shot me a glance, keen, searching. "Are you so interested in death?" "Who isn't?" I said lightly. "Death?" She laughed, a queer little laugh that made me uncomfortable. The truth is the aphrodisiac in the draught!" "And death?" I asked. ![]() Draw patterns on the floor or on the wall. Recite the names of devils or of spirits. A draught to be taken at the full of the moon. The love potion to win the man you want, the black mass to keep your lover. The love potion or the cup of poison." "Ah." "So simple, isn't it? Love - and death. “here are only two things that are wanted badly enough to risk damnation. ![]()
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