" There was a pause. I thought it was a mirror at the first, for it was so very like myself. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face. Then he remembered that she was Anna’s sister. I hate what I am. You are a sisterless man; you have never heard the ordinary talk that goes on at a girls’ boarding-school. I've often regretted that I didn't investigate the matter.
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