The fourth camel

I knelt just outside when the Kings went in to make their gifts to the Child. And the Mother happened to glance my way, and she looked at me and smiled. You are not likely to see me in what, later, great artists drew, but I was the one who carried those gifts -- and the Mother, she smiled and knew!m

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