And, putting an old snapshot album into Scrooge's hands, the figure slipped out the door. Uncle Scrooge turned the pages. »Why, here's Daisy!« he cried. »With the doll I gave her one year.
»And little Donald on his rocking horse! My, what fun we used to have! I wish -«
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Uncle Scrooge was so busy with the snapshots that he did not hear the door open again. A second figure slipped into his room. This one was dressed in red.
»I am the spirit of Christmas Present,« said the figure. »Listen to the fun others have at Christmastime -«
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