“To cure Mince Pye, who is bleeding on the ground.
“I cure the sick of every pain,
“And none of them are ever sick again.”
“Father Christmas thought it must cost a good deal to be cured after that fashion, so like a prudent man he said,—
“Doctor, what is thy fee?”
“And the Doctor probably didn’t like to be questioned, for he answered,—
“Ten pounds is my fee;
“But fifteen I must take of thee
“Before I set this gallant free.”
“But as it was necessary that Mince Pye should be cured, Father Christmas only said,—