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Poe, Edgar Allen

"William Wilson"

In a word, nothing could more seriously disturb me,
although I scrupulously concealed such disturbance,) than any allusion
to a similarity of mind, person, or condition existing between us.
But, in truth, I had no reason to believe that (with the exception
of the matter of relationship, and in the case of Wilson himself,)
this similarity had ever been made a subject of comment, or even
observed at all by our schoolfellows. That he observed it in all its
bearings, and as fixedly as I, was apparent; but that he could
discover in such circumstances so fruitful a field of annoyance, can
only be attributed, as I said before, to his more than ordinary
penetration.
His cue, which was to perfect an imitation of myself, lay both in
words and in actions; and most admirably did he play his part. My
dress it was an easy matter to copy; my gait and general manner
were, without difficulty, appropriated; in spite of his constitutional
defect, even my voice did not escape him. My louder tones were, of
course, unattempted, but then the key, it was identical; and his
singular whisper, it grew the very echo of my own.


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