“My dear,” the letter ran, “I have to tell you that your sister Gwen has offended your father very much. You know nothing of life, nothing of its dangers, nothing of its possibilities. After several vain attempts to burst it open, he resolved, as a last alternative, to break through the wall in the part nearest to the lock. The assemblage which was gathered together was almost countless. More than half the city perished. The study seemed absolutely unaltered, there was still the same lamp with a little chip out of the shade, still the same gas fire, still the same bundle of blue and white papers, it seemed, with the same pink tape about them, at the elbow of the arm-chair, still the same father.
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