0:03 [SPEAKER_00]: Tuesday morning, April 18th, 1876, a carriage rattles through the streets of Ballum, heading toward London, the wheels clatter over cobblestones, the spring's creek with each rut on the road. 0:22 [SPEAKER_00]: Inside, Sita has been in wife, four months married, already at war. 0:30 [SPEAKER_00]: Charles Bravo has said something. 0:34 [SPEAKER_00]: We don't know what, perhaps another accusation about Dr. Goli, perhaps another complaint about household expenses, perhaps something about Mrs. Cox, the companion he wants dismissed. 0:50 [SPEAKER_00]: Whatever it was, Florence has had enough. 0:54 [SPEAKER_03]: Turn back. 0:55 [SPEAKER_00]: Her voice carries the cold fury of a woman who's reached her limit 1:00 [SPEAKER_03]: I'm going home. 1:02 [SPEAKER_00]: The driver has a taste. 1:05 [SPEAKER_00]: Charles reaches for her arm. 1:07 [SPEAKER_00]: Florence, please. 1:09 [SPEAKER_00]: She pulls away her face turned toward the window. 1:14 [SPEAKER_00]: The gray London morning reflected in eyes that will not meet her husbands. 1:20 [SPEAKER_00]: The carriage stops. 1:22 [SPEAKER_00]: The horse stops impatiently. 1:26 [SPEAKER_00]: The driver waits for instruction, cop between a husband who pays, and a wife who owns the money that pays. 1:36 [SPEAKER_00]: A decision hangs in the spring air. 1:39 [SPEAKER_00]: Seconds stretch into his silence, heavier than the fog, rolling off the tams. 1:47 [SPEAKER_00]: Finally, Charles convinces her to continue. 1:51 [SPEAKER_00]: What he said, 1:57 [SPEAKER_00]: Florence relented. 2:00 [SPEAKER_00]: They wrote on toward the city in silence. 2:03 [SPEAKER_00]: Two people trapped in a carriage, trapped in a marriage, trapped in a web of secrets, neither could escape. 2:13 [SPEAKER_00]: By nightfall, Charles Bravo will be dying. 2:17 [SPEAKER_00]: within three days, he'll be dead. 2:21 [SPEAKER_00]: And this morning's argument, this moment of fury and a rattling carriage, will be examined by coroners, lawyers, and newspapers across England. 2:34 [SPEAKER_00]: Every word dissected, every gesture, analyzed, every silence interpreted. 2:42 [SPEAKER_00]: What were they fighting about? 2:45 [SPEAKER_00]: Money? 2:46 [SPEAKER_00]: Dr. Golly? 2:47 [SPEAKER_00]: The companion Florence refused to dismiss? 2:52 [SPEAKER_00]: We'll never know. 2:54 [SPEAKER_00]: Florence never said. 2:56 [SPEAKER_00]: Charles never told anyone. 3:00 [SPEAKER_00]: But something in that carriage broke. 3:03 [SPEAKER_00]: Something that couldn't be fixed. 3:12 [SPEAKER_00]: Last episode, we met the players in this Victorian tragedy. 3:16 [SPEAKER_00]: Florence Bravo, wealthy widow, former mistress of the famous Dr. James Gully. 3:24 [SPEAKER_00]: A woman whose past was an open secret and London society. 3:29 [SPEAKER_00]: Charles Bravo, the barrister who married her, despite knowing her scandal. 3:42 [SPEAKER_00]: We learned that Charles had investigated Florence before proposing. 3:47 [SPEAKER_00]: He knew about Gully, he knew about the affair, the pregnancy. 3:51 [SPEAKER_00]: He married her anyway, and spent four months reminding her of sins he claimed to forgive. 4:00 [SPEAKER_00]: Today we follow Charles through his final hours, from that morning argument to the moment he drinks from his bedside water jug. 4:11 [SPEAKER_00]: and everything changes. 4:14 [SPEAKER_00]: This is the day Charles Bravo dies. 4:16 [SPEAKER_00]: Not quickly, not cleanly, but an agony that will last 72 hours. 4:27 [SPEAKER_03]: After the carriage argument, Charles continued to land his chambers in London. 4:32 [SPEAKER_03]: He was a barrister, qualified at the bar, respectable, connected to well-three marriage if not by his own fortune. 4:40 [SPEAKER_03]: Chambers were at Essex Court in the temple that ancient Warren of legal offices were young barristers built their career one brief at a time. 4:49 [SPEAKER_03]: Charles was 30 years old. 4:51 [SPEAKER_03]: He had been called to the bar any recently. 4:58 [SPEAKER_03]: what occupied his mind that day we cannot know. 5:00 [SPEAKER_03]: The quarrel with Florence certainly, the endless tension of a marriage built on secrets and resentment. 5:07 [SPEAKER_03]: Perhaps he thought about money. 5:10 [SPEAKER_03]: He always thought about money. 5:12 [SPEAKER_03]: Florence's money. 5:14 [SPEAKER_03]: His control of Florence's money, the £40,000 that had made her worth marrying despite her scandal. 5:21 [SPEAKER_03]: The trial records tell us that Charles finished his work in the city by late afternoon. 5:27 [SPEAKER_03]: Rather than returned directly to the priory, he decided to go riding. 5:32 [SPEAKER_03]: Existised to clear his head to perhaps, a chance to escape the suffocating atmosphere of home. 5:38 [SPEAKER_03]: He rode in the park, the spring air carried the scent of new leaves of horse sweat, of London's perpetual cold smoke. 5:46 [SPEAKER_03]: Other riders passed, gentlemen taking their exercise, 5:51 [SPEAKER_03]: What happened next felt like an omen? 5:56 [SPEAKER_03]: The horse bolted, without warning, without apparent cause, the animal beneath Charles surged forward in southern terror. 6:04 [SPEAKER_03]: Charles lost his seat, lost control, but the rain's burning through his glove-tands as the horse tore through the park. 6:11 [SPEAKER_03]: The terrifying seconds he was a passenger on a runaway animal, trees blurred past, other riders scattered. 6:19 [SPEAKER_03]: His heart pounded as he clung to the horse's mane, certain he would be thrown. 6:24 [SPEAKER_03]: Certain he would die here in the park with his skull cracked on the hard packed earth. 6:29 [SPEAKER_03]: But he wasn't thrown. 6:31 [SPEAKER_03]: He wasn't injured. 6:32 [SPEAKER_03]: The horse exhausted itself, slowed, stopped. 6:36 [SPEAKER_03]: Charles sat trembling in the saddle, his hand shaking, his breath coming in 6:41 [SPEAKER_03]: Witnesses said he returned the prairie between six and seven that evening looking shaken. 6:48 [SPEAKER_03]: His face pale beneath the flush of exertion. 6:51 [SPEAKER_03]: His hands on steadier's he handed the reins to the groom. 6:55 [SPEAKER_03]: His valet Frederick Row drew him a long hot bath. 6:59 [SPEAKER_03]: Charles soaked in the water, letting the heat unnaught his muscles, calm his nerves, or shall weigh the sweat of terror. 7:07 [SPEAKER_03]: By the time he emerged, he seemed restored, dressed for dinner, ready to face his wife and her companion. 7:14 [SPEAKER_03]: Ready for what he couldn't have known would be his last meal. 7:20 [SPEAKER_00]: The dining room at the priori, shortly after 730. 7:26 [SPEAKER_00]: Gas lamps cast pools of warm light, across white linen and polished silver. 7:33 [SPEAKER_00]: The fire crackled in the great, April evenings still carried a chill. 7:40 [SPEAKER_00]: outside, darkness has fallen over Balaam. 7:44 [SPEAKER_00]: But inside, the Bravo household prepared for dinner, with all the ritual of Victorian respectability. 7:54 [SPEAKER_00]: Three people set at the table, Charles Bravo at the head, the master of the house. 8:01 [SPEAKER_00]: Even if the house belonged to his wife, 8:05 [SPEAKER_00]: Florence to his right, still recovering from illness, or face pale, or appetite, poor. 8:14 [SPEAKER_00]: In Jane Talks, the companion Charles has threatened to dismiss. 8:21 [SPEAKER_00]: The cook had prepared a proper English dinner. 8:24 [SPEAKER_00]: The first course was whiting. 8:28 [SPEAKER_00]: A delicate white fish served with butter sauce. 8:33 [SPEAKER_00]: then came the lamb, roasted pink, accompanied by spinach and potatoes. 8:39 [SPEAKER_00]: Charles requested eggs on toast as well. 8:43 [SPEAKER_00]: A simple dish, perhaps too settle a stomach, still unsettled from the afternoon's fright. 8:50 [SPEAKER_00]: Charles ate well. 8:52 [SPEAKER_00]: Whatever tension existed in the household, it didn't affect his appetite. 8:58 [SPEAKER_00]: He consumed the fish, the lamb, the eggs, he reached for the wine repeatedly. 9:04 [SPEAKER_00]: The burgundy set in its decanter, catching the lamb light. 9:11 [SPEAKER_00]: Charles poured himself glass after glass. 9:15 [SPEAKER_00]: Three glasses, certainly, perhaps four. 9:20 [SPEAKER_00]: Neither Florence nor Jane touch the wine, Florence claimed on us, Jane rarely drank. 9:29 [SPEAKER_00]: Try to imagine this meal, the clink of silver on China, the soft rustle of napkins, the crackle of the fire, and beneath it all, a silence thick enough to taste. 9:45 [SPEAKER_00]: The morning's argument still fresh, Florence pale from her recent illness, or perhaps from something else, some knowledge, some plan. 9:57 [SPEAKER_00]: Jane knowing her position hung by a thread, Charles presiding at the head of the table, he hadn't paid for, in the house he didn't own. 10:10 [SPEAKER_00]: What did they talk about? 10:13 [SPEAKER_00]: The weather, the servants, did they discuss the argument and the carriage? 10:19 [SPEAKER_00]: No one recorded the conversation, but the tension must have been thick enough to cut. 10:26 [SPEAKER_00]: Three people who knew too much about each other. 10:30 [SPEAKER_00]: Three people with secrets. 10:33 [SPEAKER_00]: Three people who, in a few hours, would be divided forever. 10:39 [SPEAKER_00]: Dinner lasted approximately an hour, then the three of them moved to the morning room, a smaller, more intimate space where families gathered after meals. 10:53 [SPEAKER_00]: They stayed there for about 30 minutes, small talk perhaps, strained silences, the fire burning lower, the clock ticking toward catastrophe, 11:07 [SPEAKER_00]: Then Charles suggested Florence retire to bed. 11:12 [SPEAKER_00]: She had been unwell. 11:14 [SPEAKER_00]: She should rest. 11:17 [SPEAKER_00]: Florence agreed. 11:19 [SPEAKER_00]: Jane accompanied her upstairs. 11:22 [SPEAKER_00]: Charles remained in the morning room alone. 11:26 [SPEAKER_00]: It was approximately 9 o'clock. 11:28 [SPEAKER_00]: He had less than an hour to live, as a healthy man. 11:34 [SPEAKER_03]: Charles Bravo sat alone in the morning room until approximately quarter past nine. 11:39 [SPEAKER_03]: What he did during those 15 minutes, no one knows. 11:43 [SPEAKER_03]: Did he finish his wine? 11:45 [SPEAKER_03]: Did he stare into the dying fire? 11:48 [SPEAKER_03]: Did he think about his marriage, his future, his wife's past? 11:52 [SPEAKER_03]: Did he plan tomorrow's confrontation with Florence about Mrs. Cox? 11:56 [SPEAKER_03]: The servants had withdrawn to their quarters, Florence was in her room with Jane Cox. 12:02 [SPEAKER_03]: The house settled into the quiet of an English evening, the creak of old timbers, the whisper of wind against windows, and Charles Rose inclined the stairs to his bedroom. 12:14 [SPEAKER_03]: On the staircase he passed the housemaid, Mary Ann Keber, she was carrying a bottle of 12:23 [SPEAKER_03]: Maryam would later tell police something odd. 12:27 [SPEAKER_03]: Charles looked to her twice as they passed, he didn't speak, he didn't nod, he just looked to her, pale, silent, strange. 12:37 [SPEAKER_03]: His eyes seemed to study her face as if searching for something. 12:41 [SPEAKER_03]: She thought nothing of it at the time, gentlemen didn't always acknowledge servants, perhaps he was tired, but she remembered that look. 12:51 [SPEAKER_03]: When the doctors came, and the police came, when the lawyers came, Mary Ann Keber remembered that Charles Bravo had looked at her strangely on the stairs. 13:02 [SPEAKER_03]: Charles entered his bedroom, he closed the door, he undressed removing his dinner clothes, hanging his jacket. 13:09 [SPEAKER_03]: He put on his night shirt, white cotton, respectable. 13:14 [SPEAKER_03]: When his nightstands sat a glass jug of cold water, the servants prepared it fresh every evening, standard practice in any Victorian household. 13:23 [SPEAKER_03]: The water was clear, cool, innocent looking. 13:27 [SPEAKER_03]: Charles reached for the jug, he poured himself a glass, he drank, just a sip, perhaps too. 13:36 [SPEAKER_03]: what Charles Bravo couldn't have known. 13:38 [SPEAKER_03]: What no one knew until the post-mortem was at the water contained enough antimony to kill ten men. 13:44 [SPEAKER_03]: 30 to 40 grains of tarter ametic, a white powder, tasteless in water, odorless, invisible, commonly available any chemist shop, used in medicine, used in stables to treat horses, used apparently to commit murder, 14:05 [SPEAKER_03]: The poison dissolved in Charles Bravo's stomach. 14:08 [SPEAKER_03]: It entered his bloodstream. 14:09 [SPEAKER_03]: It began to destroy him from within. 14:12 [SPEAKER_03]: He had minutes, perhaps less. 14:18 [SPEAKER_00]: The bedroom door flies open. 14:20 [SPEAKER_00]: Charles Bravo staggers onto the landing. 14:24 [SPEAKER_00]: His face is white. 14:26 [SPEAKER_00]: Not pale, but white. 14:29 [SPEAKER_00]: Dring of our blood. 14:31 [SPEAKER_00]: his hand clutch his stomach, sweat beat on his forehead, running down his temples, his mouth opened and a scream that echoes through the priori. 14:44 [SPEAKER_00]: Florence, Florence, hot water. 14:48 [SPEAKER_00]: Marianne Kieber, here's at first. 14:51 [SPEAKER_00]: She had just delivered the sherry to Florence's room. 14:56 [SPEAKER_00]: She runs toward the sound, toward a man and agony, a man doubles over on the landing. 15:04 [SPEAKER_00]: She finds Charles vomiting, violently, his body convulses with the chief. 15:12 [SPEAKER_00]: Whatever is inside him, his system is desperately trying to expel it. 15:18 [SPEAKER_00]: The vomit spatters, the polished floorboards. 15:22 [SPEAKER_00]: Stains his white knight shirt carries a strange, greenish tinge. 15:29 [SPEAKER_00]: she races to wake Florence, knocks on the door, pounds on it. 15:36 [SPEAKER_00]: Florence emerges, braggy from wine and illness. 15:41 [SPEAKER_00]: She wears her nitress, her hair, loose. 15:46 [SPEAKER_00]: Then she sees her husband collapsed on the landing, wretching, crying out. 15:58 [SPEAKER_00]: Jane Cox appears. 16:01 [SPEAKER_00]: She had been in her own room. 16:03 [SPEAKER_00]: Now she takes charge. 16:06 [SPEAKER_00]: Or appears too. 16:09 [SPEAKER_00]: She helps Charles back into his bedroom. 16:13 [SPEAKER_00]: She holds the basin while he vomits. 16:16 [SPEAKER_00]: She issues orders to the servants. 16:20 [SPEAKER_00]: A servant is dispatched to fetch Dr. Moore from 16:25 [SPEAKER_00]: another runs to summon Dr. Harrison from Stratum Hill. 16:31 [SPEAKER_00]: The cook is roused to heat water. 16:34 [SPEAKER_00]: The ballet hovers uselessly. 16:37 [SPEAKER_00]: Watching his master suffer. 16:40 [SPEAKER_00]: by half past 10, Dr. Moore arrives. 16:45 [SPEAKER_00]: He finds Charles Bravo unconscious, collapsed on his bed, his skin clammy, his pulse, weak and racing, classic signs of poisoning, 17:01 [SPEAKER_00]: More examines the patient, he is baffled, the symptoms suggest poison, but the pattern doesn't match anything he recognizes, not arsenic, not ladenum, Dr. Harrison arrives shortly after, two physicians now stand over Charles Bravo, watching him die, unable to determine what is killing him. 17:30 [SPEAKER_00]: Charles regains consciousness briefly. 17:34 [SPEAKER_00]: His eyes fluttered open, his mouth forms words. 17:40 [SPEAKER_00]: The doctors need information. 17:43 [SPEAKER_00]: They need to save his life. 17:46 [SPEAKER_02]: Mr. Bravo, have you taken anything any medicine? 17:50 [SPEAKER_02]: Any substance? 17:53 [SPEAKER_00]: Charles's answer will echo through two inquests. 17:57 [SPEAKER_01]: I rubbed some lordnum on my gums for a toothache, nothing else. 18:03 [SPEAKER_00]: Lodnum, a tinsure of opium, common Victorian remedy, but lodnum doesn't cause these symptoms. 18:12 [SPEAKER_00]: Lodnum brings drowsiness, not violent purging. 18:17 [SPEAKER_02]: Are you certain Mr. Bravo? 18:19 [SPEAKER_02]: Have you taken anything else? 18:23 [SPEAKER_01]: Nothing. 18:23 [SPEAKER_01]: I swear it. 18:25 [SPEAKER_01]: Nothing. 18:30 [SPEAKER_03]: The doctors worked through the night, stomach pumps, ametics to induce more vomiting, cold compresses, warm blankets, everything Victoria medicine could offer, none of it helped. 18:43 [SPEAKER_03]: More physicians were summoned as the night wore on. 18:46 [SPEAKER_03]: I Wednesday morning, Charles Bravo's bedroom had become a medical consultation room. 18:52 [SPEAKER_03]: Five doctors eventually attended him, including Sir William Gal. 19:00 [SPEAKER_03]: William was 68 years old at the height of his reputation. 19:05 [SPEAKER_03]: His verdict was grim. 19:07 [SPEAKER_03]: This was antimony poisoning. 19:09 [SPEAKER_03]: The symptoms were unmistakable, the violent vomiting, the internal burning, the distinctive greenish color of what Charles expelled, but Charles continued to deny taking anything. 19:21 [SPEAKER_03]: And here's what makes the case so maddening. 19:25 [SPEAKER_03]: He was lucid. 19:27 [SPEAKER_03]: For much of those three days of dying, Charles Bravo was conscious, coherent, capable of speech. 19:34 [SPEAKER_03]: The Antimony was destroying his organs, but his mind remained clear. 19:39 [SPEAKER_03]: The doctors begged him to tell the truth. 19:42 [SPEAKER_03]: His stepfather Joseph Bravo went to his bedside. 19:46 [SPEAKER_03]: His mother Mary Bravo pleaded with her 19:50 [SPEAKER_03]: The child's please, if someone did this to you, tell us who. 19:56 [SPEAKER_03]: Charles said nothing useful. 19:58 [SPEAKER_03]: He maintained his story about the Lord and him. 20:01 [SPEAKER_03]: He denied taking any other substance. 20:05 [SPEAKER_03]: The night wore on, then another day, then another night, Charles slipping in and out of consciousness. 20:12 [SPEAKER_03]: His body failing is organ shutting down. 20:16 [SPEAKER_03]: Jane Cox remained at his bedside much of the time. 20:19 [SPEAKER_03]: She held his hand. 20:20 [SPEAKER_03]: She wiped his brow. 20:22 [SPEAKER_03]: She would later testify that Charles would whispered something into her during those dark hours. 20:27 [SPEAKER_03]: A confession of sorts. 20:29 [SPEAKER_03]: Words spoken when no one else could hear. 20:31 [SPEAKER_01]: I took some of that poison. 20:35 [SPEAKER_01]: She said he told her. 20:36 [SPEAKER_01]: Don't tell Florence. 20:38 [SPEAKER_03]: Five words that would change everything. 20:43 [SPEAKER_03]: But Mary Ann Kieber was in the room when the supposed confession occurred. 20:48 [SPEAKER_03]: She heard nothing. 20:50 [SPEAKER_03]: The house made, standing just feet away, heard no whispered words, no confession. 20:57 [SPEAKER_03]: The dying man said nothing. 20:59 [SPEAKER_03]: At least, nothing anyone else could verify. 21:02 [SPEAKER_03]: I mean Mrs Cox, alone among all the witnesses, 21:13 [SPEAKER_00]: by Wednesday evening, everyone who mattered had gathered had the priori. 21:18 [SPEAKER_00]: Charles' parents sat in the drawing room, unable to watch, but unable to leave. 21:26 [SPEAKER_00]: Florence drifted between her room and his, pale as a ghost. 21:32 [SPEAKER_00]: Miss Cox remained at the bedside. 21:35 [SPEAKER_00]: The servants whispered in the kitchen. 21:38 [SPEAKER_00]: They watched Charles Bravo suffer. 21:41 [SPEAKER_00]: They watched him slip in and out of consciousness. 21:45 [SPEAKER_00]: They listened to his groans, his cries, his desperate pleas for water that would only make the burning worse. 21:55 [SPEAKER_00]: Who did this? 22:01 [SPEAKER_00]: trapped in an unhappy marriage, inheriting everything if Charles died, free to return to Dr. Goli, or simply free. 22:14 [SPEAKER_00]: But she had been ill herself, barely able to leave her bed. 22:20 [SPEAKER_00]: Then there was Dr. Goli, still living and ballam, still in love with Florence, still humiliated 22:32 [SPEAKER_00]: He knew about Antimony. 22:34 [SPEAKER_00]: He knew exactly how to kill with it. 22:38 [SPEAKER_00]: And Jane Cox, the companion Charles had threatened to dismiss. 22:43 [SPEAKER_00]: The woman who stood to lose everything, if Charles had his way. 22:49 [SPEAKER_00]: She was the last person to see Charles before his collapse. 22:53 [SPEAKER_00]: She was the one who claimed he confessed. 23:02 [SPEAKER_00]: But here's what haunts me. 23:04 [SPEAKER_00]: Charles Bravo had three days of agony. 23:08 [SPEAKER_00]: Three days of lucidity. 23:11 [SPEAKER_00]: Three days when he could have named his poisoner, could have whispered a name, pointed a finger, written something down. 23:21 [SPEAKER_00]: He said nothing. 23:23 [SPEAKER_00]: Was he protecting someone? 23:26 [SPEAKER_00]: Was he punishing them with his silence? 23:29 [SPEAKER_00]: or did he genuinely not know who had poisoned him? 23:34 [SPEAKER_00]: What do you think? 23:38 [SPEAKER_00]: Next time on foul play, Charles Bravo's final hours, the deathbed confessions that may or may not have happened in the first inquest and satisfied no one. 23:54 [SPEAKER_00]: Until next time, good night friend.
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