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'Have you sold your soul to the devil?' asked the boy. 'Everyybody has sold their soul to the devil,' sighed Christmas. 'That's why you can't get a decent price.' Harry Christmas has it all: grief, debt, gout, red trousers. Running away to Caracas might seem like a good idea, but mischief is a greedy companion. Escape turns into tragedy and love becomes shame as he finds himself the agent of far greater havoc ...