Seven O'Clock Stories by Robert Gordon Anderson
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page 83 of 157 (52%)
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Again the sleigh-bells sounded and away he drove.
But the sleigh-bells never stopped. They kept sounding all the night, long after Teddy was back in his stall and the big sleigh was in the shed. You see Marmaduke was very sick and "out of his head." Seven days passed and seven nights. He began to feel better, but he was very lonely, for Jehosophat and Hepzebiah had gone to Uncle Roger's to stay while he was sick. Very small he felt in the big bed in the front room, and very, very lonely. He looked out of the window at the big elms. They were covered with white snow like fur. There were many trees standing in rows. The path between them looked like a white road leading up over the hill to the sky. He wished he had someone to talk to. Just then he heard a noise at the door. "Tap, tap, tap" It opened just a little. "Who's there?" said Marmaduke. The door opened wider. And he saw the Toyman's kind face. "Hello, little soldier." "'Llo, Toyman," replied the little boy, and his voice sounded very small |
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