I was so afraid we 'd have a green Christmas and I loathe them . You know , when Christmas is a dirty grayey-browney affair , looking as if it had been left over a hundred years ago and had been in soak ever since , it is called a GREEN Christmas ! Do n't ask me why . As Lord Dundreary says , ` there are thome thingth no fellow can underthtand . ' `` Anne , did you ever get on a street car and then discover that you had n't any money with you to pay your fare ? I did , the other day . It 's quite awful . I had a nickel with me when I got on the car . I thought it was in the left pocket of my coat . When I got settled down comfortably I felt for it . It was n't there . I had a cold chill . I felt in the other pocket . Not there . I had another chill . Then I felt in a little inside pocket . All in vain . I had two chills at once . `` I took off my gloves , laid them on the seat , and went over all my pockets again . It was not there .
I stood up and shook myself , and then looked XXXXX the floor .
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