Strophe

 1   3|       and stopped to bless Bob Cratchit's dwelling with the sprinkling
 2   3|       house! ~Then up rose Mrs Cratchit, Cratchit's wife, dressed
 3   3|     Then up rose Mrs Cratchit, Cratchit's wife, dressed out but
 4   3|     cloth, assisted by Belinda Cratchit, second of her daughters,
 5   3|    ribbons; while Master Peter Cratchit plunged a fork into the
 6   3|       and exalted Master Peter Cratchit to the skies, while he (
 7   3|        father then.'' said Mrs Cratchit. "And your brother, Tiny
 8   3|       late you are!'' said Mrs Cratchit, kissing her a dozen times,
 9   3|       you are come,'' said Mrs Cratchit. "Sit ye down before the
10   3|        our Martha?'' cried Bob Cratchit, looking round. ~"Not coming,''
11   3|         Not coming,'' said Mrs Cratchit. ~"Not coming!'' said Bob,
12   3|        Tim behave?'' asked Mrs Cratchit, when she had rallied Bob
13   3|     like it in that house. Mrs Cratchit made the gravy (ready beforehand
14   3|       breathless pause, as Mrs Cratchit, looking slowly all along
15   3|   whole family; indeed, as Mrs Cratchit said with great delight (
16   3|   changed by Miss Belinda, Mrs Cratchit left the room alone -- too
17   3|  pudding. In half a minute Mrs Cratchit entered: flushed, but smiling
18   3|       a wonderful pudding! Bob Cratchit said, and calmly too, that
19   3|        success achieved by Mrs Cratchit since their marriage. Mrs
20   3|      since their marriage. Mrs Cratchit said that now the weight
21   3|      flat heresy to do so. Any Cratchit would have blushed to hint
22   3|      on the fire. Then all the Cratchit family drew round the hearth,
23   3|        the hearth, in what Bob Cratchit called a circle, meaning
24   3| meaning half a one; and at Bob Cratchit's elbow stood the family
25   3|      Feast indeed!'' cried Mrs Cratchit, reddening. "I wish I had
26   3|       and the Day's,''said Mrs Cratchit, "not for his. Long life
27   3|   Baleful being done with. Bob Cratchit told them how he had a situation
28   4|    seen. They entered poor Bob Cratchit's house; the dwelling he
29   4|       better now again,'' said Cratchit's wife. "It makes them weak
30   4|      industry and speed of Mrs Cratchit and the girls. They would
31   4|      heartily sorry for it, Mr Cratchit,'' he said, "and heartily
32   4|        a good soul!'' said Mrs Cratchit. ~"You would be surer of
33   4|        that, Peter,'' said Mrs Cratchit. ~"And then,'' cried one
34   4|        I am very happy!'' ~Mrs Cratchit kissed him, his daughters
35   5|            I'll send it to Bob Cratchit's!'' whispered Scrooge,
36   5|     there first, and catch Bob Cratchit coming late! That was the
37   5|  before you dot another i, Bob Cratchit.'' ~Scrooge was better than