The winter of 1348 seemed to last an eternity, but the Pestilence struck in one day. He laughed to hide his uneasiness. ‘You would have a history of my life? Very well. Love-making at first hand is dull enough. ’ ‘Yes, well, I was too young to see it,’ the captain said, tying a knot in his makeshift bandage. A farthing candle, stuck in a bottle neck, shed its feeble light upon the table, which, owing to the provident kindness of Mr. ‘None of them means anything to you at all? How odd.
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