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"Yes," they said, and he gathered little Margaret-Mary into his arms, and Teddy lay flat on the floor and looked up at him, while Derry made his difficult way towards the thing he had to tell. "You see, the purple camels belonged to the Three Wise Men, the ones who journeyed, after the Star do you remember? And found the little baby who was the Christ?
And then the paper dropped and everybody was laughing, and Teddy was screaming wildly and he was staring at the khaki-clad upper half of a tall young soldier whose silver-blond hair was clipped close, and whose hand went up in salute. "It's Cousin Derry. It's Cousin Derry," Teddy was shouting, and Margaret-Mary piped up, "It's Tousin Dee."
The children had strung the Midnight Camels across the room, the purple, patient creatures that Jean had made. "The round rug is an oasis," Teddy explained, "and the jonquil is a palm and we are going to save the dates and figs from our lunch." "I want my lunch," Margaret-Mary complained. Derry looked at his watch. It was after twelve. The servants were all demoralized.
Jean had trimmed a little tree for the General, and the children carried it up to him carefully and sang a carol having first arranged on his table, under the lamp, the purple camels, to create an atmosphere. "'We three kings of Orient are, Bearing gifts we traverse far Field and fountain, moor and mountain, Following yonder star " "Yonner 'tar," piped Margaret-Mary.
There was Theodore, the boy, and Margaret-Mary, on the edge of three. They had their supper at five in the nursery, and after that there was always the story hour, with nurse safely downstairs for her dinner, their mother, lovely in a low-necked gown, and father coming in at the end.
Teddy appearing presently in the dining room pointed out the fact to Bronson, who was taking a last look. "Is Margaret-Mary coming down?" "She may later, for the sweets." "Those aren't her spoons and forks." "Well, well," said Bronson, "so they aren't"; but he did not have them changed. The General in his dinner coat, perfectly groomed, immaculate, found Jean in rose and silver waiting for him.
I want to talk to him." Teddy's grave eyes surveyed her. "You've been cryin'," he said, "I told Cousin Derry " "Yes. I have had bad news. But I am not going to cry any more. And you'll take care of sister?" "I tell you, old chap," said Derry resourcefully, "you and Margaret-Mary can open my parcel, and when I come back we'll all play together."
Derry's heart seemed to stop beating. "Crying?" Even as he spoke, Margaret stood on the threshold. There were no tears, but it was worse than tears. He started towards her, but with a gesture she stopped him. "I am so glad you are here," she said. "My dear what is it?" She put her hand up to her head. "Teddy, dearest," she asked, "can you take care of Margaret-Mary until Cousin Derry comes back?
In the soul of the stricken old man on the bed entered something of the peace of the holy season. "Oh, 'tar of wonner " "Ste-yar of wonder-er " chimed the little voices. When the song was finished, Margaret-Mary made a little curtsey and Teddy made a manly bow, and then they took their purple camels and left the tree on the table with its one small candle burning.
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