I was getting mistletoe for it when I fell.

I can't finish it now, but there's five pieces of candle on it, and I'll get Clotilde to light them while the fete is going on, so that I'll not miss the big tree so much.

Oh, nobody knows how much I want to go to that fete! Sometimes it seems more than I can bear to have to stay away." "Where is your tree ?" asked Joyce.

"May I see it ?" Jules pointed to the closet.

"It's in there," he said, proudly.