“Are you the Spirit, sir, whose coming was foretold to me?” asked the Muse.
“I am!”
The voice was soft and gentle. Singularly low, as if instead of being so close beside her, it were at a distance.
“Who, and what are you?” the Muse demanded.
“I am the Ghost of Christmas Collections Past.”
The Muse is quite fond [...]
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