But he ran a great risk; and knew it.
'I took care,' said he, 'to see that the cork had not been drawn and put back again; and then, to draw it myself.' At last Madame Phyllis's cup was full, and she fell into the snare which she had set for others.

For a certain coloured policeman went off to her one night; and having poured out his love-lorn heart, and the agonies which he endured from the cruelty of a neighbouring fair, he begged for, got, and paid for a philtre to win her affections.

On which, saying with Danton--'Que mon nom soit fletri, mais que la patrie soit libre,' he carried the philtre to the magistrate; laid his information; and Madame Phyllis and her male accomplice were sent to gaol as rogues and impostors.
Her coloured victims looked on aghast at the audacity of English lawyers.

But when they found that Madame was actually going to prison, they rose--just as if they had been French Republicans-- deposed their despot after she had been taken prisoner, sacked her magic castle, and levelled it with the ground.

Whether they did, or did not, find skeletons of children buried under the floor, or what they found at all, I could not discover; and should be very careful how I believed any statement about the matter.