On Christmas Day In The Evening coverCHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 11

CHAPTER XI

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"Well, Billy Sewall, have you taken your young friend home and put him to bed?"
The questioner was Ralph Fernald, sitting with the rest of the family -- or those members of it who were not still attending to the wants of little children -- before the fireplace, talking things over. They had been there for nearly an hour, since the service, but Sewall had only just come in.