And Thus He Came - A Christmas Fantasy by Cyrus Townsend Brady
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immediately. He had been so engrossed in this task that he had noticed
nothing else. Now he looked up. The room was still filled with children, but they were all laughing. It was a soundless laugh, and yet he heard it. And then the room was empty save for the child he had seen first and vaguely. He had just time to catch a smile from his lips and then he, too, was gone as silently and as strangely as he had appeared. Was it a dream? No, there was the telegram in his hand! Had he sent it? Again he called up the office on the telephone. "Did you get a message from me just a minute ago?" "Yes, do you want to recall it?" The man thought a second. "No," he said quietly--was it to himself or to his vanished visitors?--"let it go. Merry Christmas." III The Friend "INASMUCH AS YE HAVE DONE IT UNTO ONE OF THE LEAST OF THESE, MY |
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