“And when the Christmas eve was almost ended, Squire Darlington kissed and blessed his little grandson, and Edric went up-stairs to bed.
“And the wind sighed no more that night.”
“And did he do as he said he would, when he got to be a man?” inquired Carl.
“I don’t know”—said the stocking: “I never heard.”
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