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"Patience Kite has lured him to Enfield on a false scent after Blueskin. Everything in the world had changed for her. The summer arrived, speeding the Plague and with it the famine in the streets. He removed his cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed on her face. “Remember,” he said, “you are not by any means a dying man now, but you’ll never pull through if you don’t husband your strength. "I cannot—will not suffer you to remain here. " "And why should you care whether she forgave you or not?" Spurlock jumped to his feet, the look of the damned upon his face. At the back of her mind there seemed always one irrelevant qualifying spectator whose presence she sought to disregard.
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