Myrtle," Harry said slowly, "how am I supposed to breathe?"At this, Myrtle's eyes filled with sudden tears again."Tactless!" she muttered, groping in her robes for a handkerchief."What's tactless?" said Harry, bewildered."Talking about breathing in front of me!" she said shrilly, and her voice echoed loudly around the bathroom.
-J.K. Rowling
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