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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Mistress Wilding by Rafael Sabatini: Where are your wits? Left them where they stood! And at any moment
you might have been taken unawares as a consequence of this accusation
being lodged against you by Richard or by Blake. Then the Cause would
have been betrayed, indeed."
"Not more so than it is now.
"Not less, at least," snapped the player. "You give me credit for no
more wit than yourself. Do you think that I am the man to do things
by halves? I have betrayed the plot to Albemarle; but do you imagine
I have made no provision for what must follow?"
"Provision?" echoed Wilding, staring.
"Aye, provision. God lack! What do you suppose Albemarle will do?"
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