Llavors es va quedar per al te, i va devorar totes les pastes. I el pitjor de tot plegat és que ell sabia que no tinc cap germà. Que mai no l'he tingut i que no en penso tenir cap, ni tan sols d'alguna mena.
He subsequently stayed to tea and devoured every single muffin, and what makes his conduct all the more heartless is that he was perfectly well aware... from the first that I have no brother, that I never had a brother... and I don't intend to have a brother... not even of any kind.