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The Doctor's Home
23
"I thought you lived alone," I said to the Doctor.
"So I do," said he. "It is Dab-Dab who is bringing the light."
I looked up the stairs trying to make out who was coming. I could not see around the landing but I heard the most curious footstep on the upper flight. It sounded like some one hopping down from one step to the other, as though he were using only one leg.
As the light came lower, it grew brighter and began to throw strange jumping shadows on the walls.
"Ah—at last!" said the Doctor. "Good old Dab-Dab!"
And then I thought I really must be dreaming. For there, craning her neck round the bend of the landing, hopping down the stairs on one leg, came a spotless white duck. And in her right foot she carried a lighted candle!
