How It Happened
How It Happened
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Isn't it funny the way Christmas makes you feel?"
Carmencita's hands came suddenly together, and, pressing them on her breast, her eyes grew big and shining. Standing first on one foot and then on the other, she swayed slightly forward, then gave a leap in the air.
"I can't help it, Miss Frances, I really can't! It's something inside me--something that makes me wish I was all the world's mother! And I'm so squirmy and thrilly and shivery, thinking of the things I'd do if I could, that sometimes I'm bound to jump--just bound to! I'm almost sure something nice is going to happen. Did you ever feel that way, Miss Frances?"
"I used to feel that way." The clear dark eyes for a moment turned from the eager ones of the child. "It's a very nice way to feel. When one is young--though perhaps it is not so much youth as hope in the heart, and love, and--"
"I don't love everybody. I loathe Miss Cattie Burns. She's the very old dev--I promised Father I wouldn't say even a true mean thing about anybody for a
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