Read these excerpts from Fever 1793 and The Summer of the Pestilence.Fiction: Fever 1793A violent thunderstorm on Sunday cleared the air for a few hours, but when the sun came out Monday, it baked the streets until the rainwater rose in ghostly plumes of steam. I felt like a noodle over-boiled in the stewpot. And the bells continued to toll.Nonfiction: The Summer of the Pestilence During dry, warm days, the fever has seemed to spread but slowly; but when these chill northeasterly storms have come, it has taken whole sections of the city in a night.In what way do the excerpts reveal setting?