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“Wait,�� she said, suddenly stopping. “What if Grandfather Frost comes and there’s no tree, where will he put his presents?�� He was at a loss. No sensible answer suggested itself. He felt infinitely weary. “Perhaps we should paint a fir tree on the wall to tell him where,�� said Sonya, pondering the matter aloud. “Got any green paint?�� “No,�� said Viktor. “I know what �� we’ll leave a note in the kitchen saying put them on the table.�� Sonya thought. “Under is better.�� “Why?�� “So nobody sees.”