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[Narcissa B, Tom R]
[After her ill-fated conversation with Sirius.]
[Narcissa B]
[A number of ink blotches as the pressure of her pen varies, sharp on the page.]
Tell me again, darling Cissa, why I am even making an attempt.
[Tom R]
[...]
[A spreading ink spot.]
[Finally:]
It's all very tiring, you know.
[Narcissa B]
[A number of ink blotches as the pressure of her pen varies, sharp on the page.]
Tell me again, darling Cissa, why I am even making an attempt.
[Tom R]
[...]
[A spreading ink spot.]
[Finally:]
It's all very tiring, you know.