He had just finished placing his gifts upon the tree, and was turning to leave, when suddenly from the room above, where Jean and Helen slept, there came a wonderful sound.

The old clock down the hall was striking midnight, and keeping to the custom of those fortunate enough to have been born in the Robbins family, the girls had opened their windows to the silent moonlit glory of the night, and sang in chorus: "Oh, come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant, Oh, come ye, oh, come ye to Bethlehem, Come and behold Him, born the King of Angels, Oh, come let us adore Him, Oh, come let us adore Him, Oh, come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord." The Dean knelt in prayer beside the Christmas tree..