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a first-hand account from Anubis Society member Tabitha Goodwin, 1693:
“…Nie along the smoke be blacked and noxious, with the odorous stink of brimstone and lard. She grinned at the crowd who be gathered some paces back. She laughed as her dress caught aflame.
“You will see me,” she shouted. “You will see me at the Great Bar and beg my forgiveness! And you shall not have it!” ...
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