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she asked again, and pointed to her nosegay, which was quite withered.

But that was no fairy tale, said the little boy who had listened

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Harry remained quite still for a moment, then hurled the mirror back into the trunk where it shattered. He had been convinced, for a whole, shining minute, that he was going to see Sirius, talk to him again ...

`Yes, so I heard,' said Sergei Ivanovich, standing at her window and peeping in. `What a noble act on his part!' he added, noticing that Vronsky was not in the compartment.