Not an actual chapter, I'm afraid. I'm off, enjoying the Young Master's first Christmas. I hope you all have/had a wonderful holiday with those most important to you. Story resumes on Thursday.

"Bring me flesh, and bring me wine,

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From Good King Wenceslas, by John Mason Neale

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