night Freda went carol singing.
knocked on the door of a house and began to sing. A man with a violin in his hand
came to the door
half a minute tears were streaming down his face! Freda went on singing for half
an hour, every carol she knew - and some she didn't.
last she stopped.
understand,' she said softly. 'You are remembering your happy childhood Christmas
days. You're a sentimentalist!'
he snivelled. 'I'm a musician!'