“No,” said Jem. “I would forbid him as well.” Tessa turned to Jem with the first expression of anger toward him Cecily had ever seen on her face. “You cannot forbid me—any more than you could Will—” “I can,” Jem said. “For a very simple reason. The drug is not a cure, Tessa. It only extends my living. I will not allow you to throw away your own life for a remnant of mine. If you go to Mortmain, it will be for nothing. I still won’t take the drug.” Will lifted his head. “James—” But Tessa and Jem were staring at each other, eyes locked. “You would not,” Tessa breathed. “You would not insult me
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