"No; but somebody 'at knows about him."
"Mr. L—m—m—"
Livingstone was not sure that he caught the name.
"No!!" in a very emphatic voice and with a sudden stiffening and a vehement shake of the head.
Livingstone knew now whose name it was.
"Now, if you guess right this time, you'll get a reward."
"What reward?"
"Why,—Santa Claus will bring you a whole lot of nice—"
"I don't believe that;—he will be too busy with some other folks I know, who—"
"No, he won't—I know he's going to bring you—Oh!" She suddenly took one hand from Clark's eyes and clapped it over her mouth—but next second replaced it.—"And besides, I'll give you a whole lot of kisses."