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produced his plunder. It was not extensive. A seal or two, a pencil-case, a pair of sleeve-buttons, and a brooch of no great value, were all. They were severally examined and appraised by old Joe, who chalked the sums he was disposed to give for each, upon the wall, and added them up into a total when he found there was nothing more to <strong>com</strong>e. "That's your account," said Joe, "and I wouldn't give another sixpence, if I was to be boiled for not doing it. Who's next?" Mrs. Dilber was next. Sheets and towels, a little wearing apparel, two old-fashioned silver teaspoons, a pair of sugar-tongs, and a few boots. Her account was stated on the wall in the same manner. "I always give too much to ladies. It's a weakness of mine, and that's the way I ruin myself," said old Joe. "That's your account. If you asked me for another penny, and made it an open question, I'd repent of being so liberal and knock off half-a-crown." "And now undo my bundle, Joe," said the first woman. Joe went down on his knees for the greater convenience of opening it, and having unfastened a great many knots, dragged out a large and heavy roll of some dark stuff. "What do you call this?" said Joe. "Bed-curtains!" Page 104 of 130
"Ah!" returned the woman, laughing and leaning forward on her crossed arms. "Bed-curtains!" "You don't mean to say you took 'em down, rings and all, with him lying there?" said Joe. "Yes I do," replied the woman. "Why not?" "You were born to make your fortune," said Joe, "and you'll certainly do it." "I certainly shan't hold my hand, when I can get anything in it by reaching it out, for the sake of such a man as He was, I promise you, Joe," returned the woman coolly. "Don't drop that oil upon the blankets, now." "His blankets?" asked Joe. "Whose else's do you think?" replied the woman. "He isn't likely to take cold without 'em, I dare say." "I hope he didn't die of anything catching? Eh?" said old Joe, stopping in his work, and looking up. "Don't you be afraid of that," returned the woman. "I an't so fond of his <strong>com</strong>pany that I'd loiter about him for such things, if he did. Ah! you may look through that shirt till your eyes ache; but you won't find a hole in it, nor a threadbare place. It's the best he had, and a fine one too. They'd have wasted it, if it hadn't been for me." Page 105 of 130
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A CHRISTMAS CAROL Written by Charle
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STAVE I: MARLEY'S GHOST MARLEY was
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nose, shrivelled his cheek, stiffen
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clerk came in with the shovel, the
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"There are many things from which I
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humour to the last. So A Merry Chri
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"The Treadmill and the Poor Law are
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corner of the court, some labourers
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"A poor excuse for picking a man's
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and, though the eyes were wide open
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legs, and a poker. Quite satisfied,
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the room before his eyes. Upon its
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"I don't," said Scrooge. "What evid
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you trouble me?" "Man of the worldl
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"You must have been very slow about
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exceedingly. "Hear me!" cried the G
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so that when the spectre reached it
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six to seven, and from seven to eig
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"Ding, dong!" "The hour itself," sa
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"Long Past?" inquired Scrooge: obse
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The Spirit gazed upon him mildly. I
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entering the dreary hall, and glanc
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pocket, and looking about him, afte
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sister into the veriest old well of
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"Yo ho, there! Ebenezer! Dick!" Scr
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dancers yet, as if the other fiddle
Page 53 and 54: "Why! Is it not? He has spent but a
Page 55 and 56: "All your other hopes have merged i
Page 57 and 58: and you will dismiss the recollecti
Page 59 and 60: wonder and delight with which the d
Page 61 and 62: with all his force, he could not hi
Page 63 and 64: The moment Scrooge's hand was on th
Page 65 and 66: not. Have you had many brothers, Sp
Page 67 and 68: pears and apples, clustered high in
Page 69 and 70: yet there was a genial shadowing fo
Page 71 and 72: went, and took Scrooge with him, ho
Page 73 and 74: "Why, where's our Martha?" cried Bo
Page 75 and 76: excited by the two young Cratchits,
Page 77 and 78: "God bless us every one!" said Tiny
Page 79 and 80: very happy, I have no doubt!" The c
Page 81 and 82: that no one was at home to give the
Page 83 and 84: horny hands over the rough table at
Page 85 and 86: seemed made to be kissed--as no dou
Page 87 and 88: pleasanter companions than he can f
Page 89 and 90: pressing a certain ring upon her fi
Page 91 and 92: that way. "He has given us plenty o
Page 93 and 94: the Spirit's sorrowful reply. "Look
Page 95 and 96: save one outstretched hand. But for
Page 97 and 98: with their great gold seals; and so
Page 99 and 100: "How are you?" said one. "How are y
Page 101 and 102: Far in this den of infamous resort,
Page 103: "No, indeed!" said Mrs. Dilber and
Page 107 and 108: which, though it was dumb, announce
Page 109 and 110: The Phantom spread its dark robe be
Page 111 and 112: "Let me see some tenderness connect
Page 113 and 114: grieved!" Bob was very cheerful wit
Page 115 and 116: "Only hear that, Peter," said Mrs.
Page 117 and 118: He paused to look round before ente
Page 119 and 120: may sponge away the writing on this
Page 121 and 122: The father of a long, long line of
Page 123 and 124: I'll give you a shilling. Come back
Page 125 and 126: "My dear sir," said Scrooge, quicke
Page 127 and 128: great array); for these young house
Page 129 and 130: "A merry Christmas, Bob!" said Scro
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