Dora made no motion to start. “My feet are cold, too,” she said. “Father, do you think if a person had only one foot, it could possibly be so cold as two?”
“I’m sure I don’t know,” said Mr. Merrill.
“I will ask Uncle Dan,” said Dora. “And I must tell him that Arcturus has come home. How surprised he will be! I can’t see how Uncle Dan can sleep on Christmas morning. I woke him once, but he must have gone to sleep again. Father, did you know that the star of Bethlehem was shining this morning?”
“Over in the east?” asked Father Merrill. “Yes, Dora, I saw it.”
THE END