"The patient had certainly fought well; a difficult patient, a
demanding patient, but a good fighter. He had been a wealthy business
man whose meticulous plans for his future certainly didn't include dying
at forty two. She recalled the look of wild surprise, almost of
outrage, with which he had greeted the realization that death was
something neither he nor his accountant could fix."
P. D. James (1920-2014). Shroud for a Nightingale (1971). New York: Warner Books, 1996, p. 147
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