As noiselessly as possible the key was now inserted, the lock turned,
and the door thrown quickly open; and there on the threshold of the
forbidden room, the children gasped--baffled--gazing into total
darkness! The coals of mystery forever glow even under the ashes in the
human soul; and these coals now sent up in faint wavering flashes of a
burnt-out faith: they were like the strange delicate wavering Northern
lights above a frozen horizon: after all--in the darkness--amid the hush
of the house--at the hour of midnight--with the perfume of wonderful
things wafted thickly to their sense--after all, was there not some
truth in the Legend?
Then out of that perfumed darkness a voice sounded: "Come in if you wish
to come in!"
And the voice was wonderful, big, deep, merry, kind--as though it had
but one meaning, the love of the earth's children; it betokened almighty
justice and impartiality to children. And it betrayed no surprise or
resentment at being intruded upon. After a while it invited more
persuasively: "Come in if you wish to come in."
And this time it seemed not so much to proceed from near the Tree as to
emanate from the Tree itself--to be the Tree speaking!
The children of the house at once understood that the nature of their
irruption had shifted. Their father in that disguised voice was issuing
instructions that they were not to dare question the ancient Christmas
rites of the house, nor attack his sacred office in them. For this hour
he was still to be the Santa Claus of childish faith. Since they did not
believe, they must make-believe! The scene had instantly been turned
into a house miracle-drama: and they were as in a theatre: and they were
to witness a play! And the voice did not hesitate an instant in its
exaction of obedience, but at once entered upon the rôle of a
supernatural personage:--
"Was I mistaken? Were not children heard whispering on the other side of
a door, and was not the door unlocked and thrown open? They must be
there! If they are gone, I am sorry. If they are still there--you
children! I'm glad to see you. Though of course I don't _see_ you!"
"We're glad to see you--though we don't see _you_!"
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