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—Why are we on the move again if it's a fair question?
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The voice of his youngest brother from the farther side of the fireplace began to sing the air Oft in theStilly Night. One by one the others took up the air until a full choir of voices was singing. They would sing so for hours, melody after melody, glee after glee, till the last pale light died down on the horizon, till the first dark nightclouds came forth and night fell.