"Hello, Dave!" shouted everyone. He said "Well!" and dropped his hat in a
corner. No fuss, no kissing, no nothing about Dave. Mother asked if he
did n't see Kate and Sandy (both were smiling across the room at him),
and he said "Yairs"; then went out to have a wash.
All night they danced--until the cocks crew--until the darkness gave way to
the dawn--until the fowls left the roost and came round the door--until it
was Christmas Day!
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