How dare you use my name and sing my songs?” Anna looked at her sister in blank amazement. To his astonishment and delight it yielded to the pressure, toppled over the ledge, and sank. His eyes glowed beneath the glasses and his blue buttondown shirt was reflected in the lenses. His brows drew a little nearer together. A stack of chimneys, on the house above them, had yielded to the storm, and descended in a shower of bricks and stones. He was twenty-nine at the time, practically an old man. Section 2.
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