Chapter 11 XI

It is Christmas eve once more, and all the diamond window panes of One Tree Inn-are aglitter with light from the Yule log fire in the front room chimney-place and the many candles Mistress Debora placed in their brass candlesticks.

Little Dorien had followed her joyously from room to room, and many times she had lifted him in her strong, young a

                         

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