And then in a twinkling I heard on the roof the prancing and pawing of each little hoof. As I drew in my head and was turning around down the chimney Saint Nicholas came with a bound.
He was chubby and plump a right jolly old elf! And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself! A wink of his eye and a twist of his head soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
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