"Be silent," said Jonathan, in a menacing whisper. And so, here we are, right back from where we started. He would raise her up once again, ply her with silks and jewels again, all of the accoutrements of the new generation: the cars, the toys, the restaurants, and the prestige. You don't notice the heat; but it is always there, pressing down. Jests are not for seasons like this. As the Wastrel played, Spurlock knew that the man saw the inevitable end—death by drink; saw the glory of the things he had thrown away, the past, once so full of promise.
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