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We had never seen our cousin Sidney till that Christmas Eve, and we / didn't want to see him then, and we didn't like him when we did see / him. He was just dumped down into the middle of us by mother, at a time / when it would have been unkind to her to say how little we wanted him.
We knew already that there wasn't to be any proper Christmas for us, / because Aunt Ellie -- the one who always used to send the necklaces and / carved things from India, and remembered everybody's birthday -- had come / home ill. Very ill she was, at a hotel in London, and mother had to go / to her, and, of course, father was away with his ship.