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PART I - CHAPTER VIII
THE RIOT OF CHRISTMAS

Moilie was combing out her brown curls, sitting by her father, who, in the fire-seat, was reading aloud in a hearty voice, with quaint precision. At the table sat Emily and George : she was quickly picking over a pile ol little yellow raisins, and he, slowly, with his head sunk, was stoning the large raisins. David kept reaching forward to play with the sleepy cat-interrupting his mother's rubbing. There was no sound but the voice of the father, full of zest; I am afraid they were not all listening carefully. I clicked the latch and entered.
`Lettie!' exclaimed George.
`Cyril!' cried Emily.
`Cyril, 'oorayl shouted David.
` Hallo, Cyril ! ' said Mollie.
Six large brown eyes, round with surprise, welcomed me. They overwhelmed me with questions, and made much of us. At length they were settled and quiet again.
`Yes, I am a stranger,' said Lettie, who had taken ofit her hat and furs and coat. 'But you do not expect me often, do you? I may come at times, eh?'
'We are only too glad,' replied the mother, 'Nothing all day long but the sound of the sluice-and mists, and rotten leaves. I am thankful to hear a fresh voice.'
`Is Cyril really better, Lettie?' asked Emily softly.
`He 's a spoiled boy-I believe he keeps a little bit ill so that we can cade him. Let me help you-let me peel the apples-yes, yes-I will.'
She went to the table, and occupied one side with her apple-peeling. George had not spoken to her. So she said :
`I won't help you, George, because I don't like to feel my fingers so sticky, and because I love to see you so domesticated.'
`You 'll enjoy the sight a long time, then, for these things are numberless.'
`You should eat one now and then-I always do.'
'If I ate one I should eat the lot.'
`Then you may give me your one.'
He passed her a handful without speaking.
`That is too many, your mother is looking. Let me just finish this apple. There, I've not broken the peel!'

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