A Reversible Santa Claus by Meredith Nicholson
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were jumping out of the window, he didn't miss you more than a foot! It
would have been ghastly for all of us if he had killed you!" "Well, o' course it all begun from my goin' into th' little house lookin' fer Shaver's folks," replied The Hopper. "But you haven't told us how you came to find our house," said Roger, suggesting a perfectly natural line of inquiries that caused Humpy to become deeply preoccupied with a pump he was operating in a basin of water for Billie's benefit. "Well, ut jes' looked like a house that Shaver would belong to, cute an' comfortable like," said The Hopper; "I jes' suspicioned it wuz th' place as I wuz passin' along." "I don't think we'd better begin trying to establish alibis," remarked Muriel, very gently, "for we might get into terrible scrapes. Why, if Mr. Stevens hadn't been so splendid about _everything_ and wasn't just the kindest man in the world, he could make it very ugly for me." "I shudder to think of what he might do to me," said Wilton, glancing guardedly at his neighbor. "The main thing," said Talbot,--"the main thing is that Mr. Stevens has done for us all what nobody else could ever have done. He's made us see how foolish it is to quarrel about mere baubles. He's settled all our troubles for us, and for my part I'll say his solution is entirely satisfactory." "Quite right," ejaculated Wilton. "If I ever have any delicate business |
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