M. Gustave:
If this do be the end, "Farewell!" cried the wounded piper-boy...
[Jopling stomps]
M. Gustave:
...whilst the muskets cracked, and the yeomen roared "Hurrah", and the ramparts fell...
[Jopling stomps]
M. Gustave:
"Methinks me breathes me last, me fears!" said he...
[Zero pushes Jopling from behind; Jopling falls screaming over M. Gustave's head]
M. Gustave:
Holy shit, you got him!
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