No one was there to greet him goodbye, nor even a carriage ride to help him home. It was almost like the home was dead.

When Scrooge returned to the bookstore, it was still owned by Magica, but Scrooge's job was secure. He could work there as long as he wanted. As far as it appeared, this was the end of the story.

Until two weeks passed, and late afternoon at the bookstore was a familiar but still unusual customer - Miss Clara.

"Mister McDuck? Are you in here?"