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"Nobody ever stopped him in the street to say, with gladsome looks, "My dear Scrooge, how are you:" Pg 34

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"Nobody ever stopped him in the street to say, with gladsome looks, "My dear Scrooge, how are you:" Pg 34

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"What is Christmas time to you but a time for paying bills without money; a time for finding yourself a year older, and not an hour richer; a time for balancing your books and having every item in em through a round dozen of months presented dead against you" Pg 36

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"What is Christmas time to you but a time for paying bills without money; a time for finding yourself a year older, and not an hour richer; a time for balancing your books and having every item in em through a round dozen of months presented dead against you" Pg 36

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"Every idiot who goes about with 'Merry Christmas,' on his lips, should be boiled with his own pudding and buried with a stake of holly through his heart. Pg 36

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"Every idiot who goes about with 'Merry Christmas,' on his lips, should be boiled with his own pudding and buried with a stake of holly through his heart. Pg 36

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"Old Marley was as dead as a door nail" Pg 33 Z.P

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"Old Marley was as dead as a door nail" Pg 33 Z.P

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"Marley is dead to begin with: to begin with." There is no doubt whatever about that" Pg 33, C.E

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"Marley is dead to begin with: to begin with." There is no doubt whatever about that" Pg 33, C.E

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"They often came 'came down' handsomely, and scrooge never did" Pg.34 C.E

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"They often came 'came down' handsomely, and scrooge never did" Pg.34 C.E

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“My dear Scrooge, how are you? When will you come to see me?” No beggars implored him to bestow a trifle, no children asked him what it was o’clock, no man or woman ever once in all his life inquired the way to such and such a place, of Scrooge. Even the blind men’s dogs appeared to know him; and when they saw him coming on, would tug their owners into doorways and up courts; and then would wag their tails as though they said, “No eye at all is better than an evil eye, dark master!”

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"He carried his own low temperature always about with him." pg34

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"He carried his own low temperature always about with him." pg34

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“No eye at all is better than an evil eye, dark master!”
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C.I

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"No eye at all is better than an evil, dark master!" Pg 34 K.S

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"No eye at all is better than an evil, dark master!" Pg 34 K.S

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"A little thing affects them. A slight disorder of the stomach makes the cheats. You may be an indigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of an underdone potato. There's more of gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are!" Pg 47-48  K.S 

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"A little thing affects them. A slight disorder of the stomach makes the cheats. You may be an indigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of an underdone potato. There's more of gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are!" Pg 47-48  K.S 

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"they had better do it, and decrease the surplus population. Besides-excuse me-I don't know that" Pg 39  K.S

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"they had better do it, and decrease the surplus population. Besides-excuse me-I don't know that" Pg 39  K.S

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A poor excuse for picking a man’s pocket every twenty-fifth of December!”

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A poor excuse for picking a man’s pocket every twenty-fifth of December!”

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"I must. But why do spirits walk the earth, and why do they come to me?" Pg 47 A.M

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"I must. But why do spirits walk the earth, and why do they come to me?" Pg 47 A.M

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"Nothing. There was a boy singing a Christmas Carol at my door last night. I should have given him something: that's all." Pg 59, A.M

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"Nothing. There was a boy singing a Christmas Carol at my door last night. I should have given him something: that's all." Pg 59, A.M

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It was a strange figure – like a child: yet not so like a child as like an old man, viewed through some supernatural medium, which gave him the appearance of having receded from the view, and being diminished to a child’s proportions. Its hair, which hung about its neck and down its back, was white as if with age; and yet the face had not a wrinkle in it, and the tenderest bloom was on the skin. The arms were very long and muscular; the hands the same, as if its hold were of uncommon strength. Its legs and feet, most delicately formed, were, like those upper members, bare. It wore a tunic of the purest white, and round its waist was bound a lustrous belt, the sheen of which was beautiful. It held a branch of fresh green holly in its hand; and, in singular contradiction of that wintry emblem, had its dress trimmed with summer flowers.

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He was conscious of a thousand odours floating in the air, each one connected with a thousand thoughts, and hopes, and joys, and cares long, long, forgotten

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 'He was conscious of a thousand odours floating in the air, each one connected with a thousand thoughts, and hopes, and joys, and cares long, forgotten' pg.56

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 'He was conscious of a thousand odours floating in the air, each one connected with a thousand thoughts, and hopes, and joys, and cares long, forgotten' pg.56

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“These are but shadows of the things that have been,” said the Ghost. “They have no consciousness of us.”

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'At one of these a lonely boy was reading near a feeble fire; and Scrooge sat down upon a form, and wept to see his poor forgotten self as he used to be. ' Pg 58

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'At one of these a lonely boy was reading near a feeble fire; and Scrooge sat down upon a form, and wept to see his poor forgotten self as he used to be. ' Pg 58

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'“Nothing,” said Scrooge. “Nothing. There was a boy singing a Christmas Carol at my door last night. I should like to have given him something: that’s all.” pg 59

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'“Nothing,” said Scrooge. “Nothing. There was a boy singing a Christmas Carol at my door last night. I should like to have given him something: that’s all.” pg 59

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During the whole of this time, Scrooge had acted like a man out of his wits. His heart and soul were in the scene

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During the whole of this time, Scrooge had acted like a man out of his wits. His heart and soul were in the scene

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Carlos is the best
by: farhad

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He corroborated everything, remembered everything, enjoyed everything, and underwent the strangest agitation

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He corroborated everything, remembered everything, enjoyed everything, and underwent the strangest agitation

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“It isn’t that,” said Scrooge, heated by the remark, and speaking unconsciously like his former, not his latter, self. “It isn’t that, Spirit. He has the power to render us happy or unhappy; to make our service light or burdensome; a pleasure or a toil. Say that his power lies in words and looks; in things so slight and insignificant that it is impossible to add and count ’em up: what then? The happiness he gives, is quite as great as if it cost a fortune.”

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“It isn’t that,” said Scrooge, heated by the remark, and speaking unconsciously like his former, not his latter, self. “It isn’t that, Spirit. He has the power to render us happy or unhappy; to make our service light or burdensome; a pleasure or a toil. Say that his power lies in words and looks; in things so slight and insignificant that it is impossible to add and count ’em up: what then? The happiness he gives, is quite as great as if it cost a fortune.”

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“No,” said Scrooge, “No. I should like to be able to say a word or two to my clerk just now. That’s all.”

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“No,” said Scrooge, “No. I should like to be able to say a word or two to my clerk just now. That’s all.”

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“I don’t mine calling on you to believe that he was ready for a good broad field of strange appearances, and nothing between a baby and a rhinoceros would have astonished him very much” pg 71 Z.P

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“I don’t mine calling on you to believe that he was ready for a good broad field of strange appearances, and nothing between a baby and a rhinoceros would have astonished him very much” pg 71 Z.P

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'He felt that it was tall and stately when it came beside him, and that its mysterious presence filled him with a solemn dread. He knew no more,for the Spirit neither spoke nor moved.' Pg 95

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'He felt that it was tall and stately when it came beside him, and that its mysterious presence filled him with a solemn dread. He knew no more,for the Spirit neither spoke nor moved.' Pg 95

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"Ghost of the Future!” he exclaimed, “I fear you more than any spectre I have seen. But as I know your purpose is to do me good, and as I hope to live to be another man from what I was, I am prepared to bear you company, and do it with a thankful heart. Will you not speak to me?”Pg 98

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"Ghost of the Future!” he exclaimed, “I fear you more than any spectre I have seen. But as I know your purpose is to do me good, and as I hope to live to be another man from what I was, I am prepared to bear you company, and do it with a thankful heart. Will you not speak to me?”Pg 98

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“God knows,” said the first, with a yawn." Pg 96

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“God knows,” said the first, with a yawn." Pg 96

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"I am sure we shall none of us forget poor Tiny Tim -shall we- or this first parting that there was among us." pg 107

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"He lay, in the dark empty house, with not a man, a woman, or a child, to say that he was kind to me in this or that, and for the memory of one of a kind word will be kind to him." pg 103

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"Spirit!" he said, "this is a fearful place. In leaving it, I shall not leave its lesson, trust me. Let us go!" - Page 103

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""I don't know. But before that time we shall be ready with the money; and even though we were not, it would be bad fortune indeed to find so merciless a creditor in his successor." pg 104

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"Spirit of Tiny Tim, thy childish essence was from God!" pg 107

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A churchyard. Here, then; the wretched man whose name he had now to learn, lay underneath the ground. It was a worthy place...not life; choked up with too much burying; fat with repleted appetite. A worthy place! - Page 108

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"Oh, tell me I may sponge away the writing on this stone!" pg 110