115-coupl | coura-grade | grape-other | outca-sleev | slept-zeal
Strophe
1501 3| bachelor was a wretched outcast, who had no right to express
1502 2| which dissolving parts, no outline would be visible in the
1503 3| capacious palm, and floated on, outpouring, with a generous hand, its
1504 3| the lace tucker, was an outrage on the credulity of human
1505 3| remained unaltered in his outward form, the Ghost grew older,
1506 2| coach-houses and sheds were over-run with grass. Nor was it more
1507 1| being left in solitude, its overflowings sullenly congealed, and
1508 1| muttered Scrooge; who overheard him: "my clerk, with fifteen
1509 4| place. Walled in by houses; overrun by grass and weeds, the
1510 5| as if he were trying to overtake nine o'clock. ~"Hallo!''
1511 1| coming on, would tug their owners into doorways and up courts;
1512 1| self-contained, and solitary as an oyster. The cold within him froze
1513 5| Scrooge, quickening his pace, and taking the old gentleman
1514 1| When they were within two paces of each other, Marley's
1515 2| the development of every package was received! The terrible
1516 2| minute. Every movable was packed off, as if it were dismissed
1517 1| closely) of cash-boxes, keys, padlocks, ledgers, deeds, and heavy
1518 1| splendid joke: a glorious pageant, with which it was next
1519 2| me hope you will -- have pain in this. A very, very brief
1520 1| weak mind. ~Scrooge never painted out Old Marley's name. There
1521 3| and opened its capacious palm, and floated on, outpouring,
1522 1| like ruddy smears upon the palpable brown air. The fog came
1523 2| darker and more dirty. The panels shrunk, the windows cracked;
1524 5| I believe?'' It sent a pang across his heart to think
1525 2| from the mice behind the panneling, not a drip from the half-thawed
1526 2| could have got to twelve, panting like race-horses. ~"Hilli-ho!''
1527 3| beseeching to be carried home in paper bags and eaten after dinner.
1528 1| office. They had books and papers in their hands, and bowed
1529 3| to one another from the parapets, and now and then exchanging
1530 2| despoil him of brown-paper parcels, hold on tight by his cravat,
1531 5| you. Allow me to ask your pardon. And will you have the goodness --''
1532 3| linen in the fashionable Parks. And now two smaller Cratchits,
1533 3| roaring fires in kitchens, parlours, and all sorts of rooms,
1534 3| half frozen, whose heavier particles descended in shower of sooty
1535 1| knowledge, what there is particularly dead about a door-nail.
1536 2| body: of which dissolving parts, no outline would be visible
1537 1| creatures, for this earth must pass into eternity before the
1538 2| influence, and gave a freer passage to his tears. ~The Spirit
1539 2| of a city, where shadowy passengers passed and repassed; where
1540 3| little world in slow and passionless excitement. ~The Grocers'!
1541 2| you are one of those whose passions made this cap, and force
1542 3| like an eating-house and a pastrycook's next door to each other,
1543 1| his way along the crowded paths of life, warning all human
1544 3| Us with it.'' ~"I have no patience with him,'' observed Scrooge'
1545 5| hurrying to and fro, and patted children on the head, and
1546 1| free will I wore it. Is its pattern strange to you?'' ~Scrooge
1547 5| I live!'' cried Scrooge, patting it with his hand. "I scarcely
1548 1| breezy spot -- say Saint Paul's Churchyard for instance --
1549 1| Dutch merchant long ago, and paved all round with quaint Dutch
1550 3| likely did, the inside of a pawnbroker's. But, they were happy,
1551 1| time to you but a time for paying bills without money; a time
1552 1| the Ghost. "No rest, no peace. Incessant torture of remorse.'' ~"
1553 1| appeared to have a separate peal of echoes of its own. Scrooge
1554 5| ringing out the lustiest peals he had ever heard. Clash,
1555 3| and for Christmas daws to peck at if they chose. ~But soon
1556 3| cooking too. ~"Is there a peculiar flavour in what you sprinkle
1557 2| hour were not adapted to pedestrian purposes; that bed was warm,
1558 3| saucepan-lid to be let out and peeled. ~"What has ever got your
1559 1| Town as hard as he could pelt, to play at blindman's buff. ~
1560 1| intent upon its purpose, no pelting rain less open to entreaty.
1561 1| That is no light part of my penance,'' pursued the Ghost. "I
1562 4| extensive. A seal or two, a pencil-case, a pair of sleeve-buttons,
1563 4| red-faced gentleman with a pendulous excrescence on the end of
1564 4| where Scrooge had never penetrated before, although he recognised
1565 3| Spirit, and was overcome with penitence and grief. ~"Man,'' said
1566 4| you asked me for another penny, and made it an open question,
1567 4| beetling shop, below a pent-house roof, where iron, old rags,
1568 2| beat him out of sight, or perish. ~There were more dances,
1569 1| for. You will therefore permit me to repeat, emphatically,
1570 1| very little more, is all permitted to me. I cannot rest, I
1571 2| more he thought, the more perplexed he was; and the more he
1572 1| for the rest of my days persecuted by a legion of goblins,
1573 4| certain ends, to which, if persevered in, they must lead,'' said
1574 1| were free. Many had been personally known to Scrooge in their
1575 1| shivered, and wiped the perspiration from his brow. ~"That is
1576 3| change, no degradation, no perversion of humanity, in any grade,
1577 3| the chimney, as that dull petrification of a hearth had never known
1578 1| There were Cains and Abels, Pharaoh's daughters, Queens of Sheba,
1579 3| chairs, bumping against the piano, smothering himself among
1580 4| wiser? We're not going to pick holes in each other's coats,
1581 1| year. ~"A poor excuse for picking a man's pocket every twenty-fifth
1582 1| with power to shape some picture on its surface from the
1583 2| He was endeavouring to pierce the darkness with his ferret
1584 1| Foggier yet, and colder! Piercing, searching, biting cold.
1585 3| pigs, sausages, oysters, pies, puddings, fruit, and punch,
1586 3| a tiger, or a dog, or a pig, or a cat, or a bear. At
1587 3| game, poultry, brawn, meat, pigs, sausages, oysters, pies,
1588 1| of rooms, in a lowering pile of building up a yard, where
1589 4| Upon the floor within, were piled up heaps of rusty keys,
1590 3| they passed; there were piles of filberts, mossy and brown,
1591 3| house expecting company, and piling up its fires half-chimney
1592 2| mingle in the sports, got pillaged by the young brigands most
1593 2| his voice, that it was a pimple; and begged the Ghost to
1594 3| hand, like that of age, had pinched, and twisted them, and pulled
1595 2| But the relentless Ghost pinioned him in both his arms, and
1596 2| five, six -- barred 'em and pinned 'em -- seven, eight, nine --
1597 5| his stirring, cold cold, piping for the blood to dance to;
1598 3| are good for anything from pitch-and-toss to manslaughter; between
1599 1| to its ankle, who cried piteously at being unable to assist
1600 4| nature intercedes for me, and pities me. Assure me that I yet
1601 3| from Tiny Tim; who had a plaintive little voice, and sang it
1602 2| windows cracked; fragments of plaster fell out of the ceiling,
1603 2| turkey, glued on a wooden platter! The immense relief of finding
1604 1| when it was a young house, playing at hide-and-seek with other
1605 2| been in vain for Scrooge to plead that the weather and the
1606 3| harm. I am sure he loses pleasanter companions than he can find
1607 4| said Bob, "for he is the pleasantest-spoken gentleman you ever heard,
1608 4| That's all I know.'' ~This pleasantry was received with a general
1609 3| heart, that he would have pledged the unconscious company
1610 3| that the raisins were so plentiful and rare, the almonds so
1611 3| which last deposit had been ploughed up in deep furrows by the
1612 2| little shoe, I wouldn't have plucked it off, God bless my soul!
1613 3| of sausages, mince-pies, plum-puddings, barrels of oysters, red-hot
1614 3| free-and-easy sort, who plume themselves on being acquainted
1615 3| the boys to see it come plumping down into the road below,
1616 3| pulpy, or that the French plums blushed in modest tartness
1617 4| breach first, produced his plunder. It was not extensive. A
1618 3| carving-knife, prepared to plunge it in the breast; but when
1619 3| SOCALLED> a-week himself; he pocketed on Saturdays but fifteen
1620 2| the celebrated herd in the poem, they were not forty children
1621 5| are always nervous on such points, and like to see that everything
1622 1| sensible of the impropriety, he poked the fire, and extinguished
1623 1| washing-stand on three legs, and a poker. ~Quite satisfied, he closed
1624 3| frank and fresh that the polished hearts with which they fastened
1625 2| hug him round the neck, pommel his back, and kick his legs
1626 1| in his breeches pockets. Pondering on what the Ghost had said,
1627 1| laboured on it, since. It is a ponderous chain!'' ~Scrooge glanced
1628 2| winding river. Some shaggy ponies now were seen trotting towards
1629 2| boughs of one despondent poplar, not the idle swinging of
1630 4| that poured in through the Porch. It gave him little surprise,
1631 4| so, Spirit?'' ~The upper portion of the garment was contracted
1632 2| spring released, to its first position, and presented the same
1633 2| higher, and I'll use it. A positive light appeared to issue
1634 5| Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge. May that
1635 2| recognising every gate, and post, and tree; until a little
1636 2| somethingSOCALLED> to the postboy, who answered that he thanked
1637 3| mounting guard upon their posts, crammed spoons into their
1638 2| plunged his hot face into a pot of porter, especially provided
1639 3| There were great, round, pot-bellied baskets of chesnuts, shaped
1640 1| fragment of an underdone potato. There's more of gravy than
1641 4| among the multitudes that poured in through the Porch. It
1642 1| situation. You're quite a powerful speaker, sir,'' he added,
1643 3| dozen ghosts, as he was powerless to make out what it meant,
1644 5| man who had been out of practice for so many years, it was
1645 4| with clasped hands. She prayed forgiveness the next moment,
1646 4| Holding up his hands in a last prayer to have his fate reversed,
1647 3| and taught Scrooge his precepts. ~It was a long night, if
1648 3| always the person not in the predicament who knows what ought to
1649 3| vibrate, he remembered the prediction of old Jacob Marley, and
1650 Pre| Preface~I have endeavoured in this
1651 3| in joke; so she came out prematurely from behind the closet door,
1652 2| accompanied by his fellow-'prentice. ~"Dick Wilkins, to be sure!''
1653 2| had retired but the two 'prentices, they did the same to them;
1654 3| flickering of the blaze showed preparations for a cosy dinner, with
1655 2| repeater, to correct this most preposterous clock. Its rapid little
1656 1| partner,'' said the gentleman, presenting his credentials. ~It certainly
1657 2| with Christmas toys and presents. Then the shouting and the
1658 3| without an owner, carefully preserved. If these shadows remain
1659 3| himself of her identity by pressing a certain ring upon her
1660 1| fined five shillings on the previous Monday for being drunk and
1661 2| would be a keepsake beyond price: in short, I should have
1662 3| their deeds of passion, pride, ill-will, hatred, envy,
1663 2| older now; a man in the prime of life. His face had not
1664 2| he to be married to the Princess!'' ~To hear Scrooge expending
1665 1| to believe that such dull principles as bargain and sale had
1666 3| for the frost that held it prisoner; and nothing grew but moss
1667 3| monstrous shirt collar (Bob's private property, conferred upon
1668 2| and presented the same problem to be worked all through, "
1669 3| It was the first of their proceedings which had no heartiness.
1670 1| undergoing any intermediate process of change: not a knocker,
1671 3| they soon returned in high procession. ~Such a bustle ensued that
1672 3| streamed upon it when the clock proclaimed the hour; and which, being
1673 1| A chance and hope of my procuring, Ebenezer.'' ~"You were
1674 3| Awaking in the middle of a prodigiously tough snore, and sitting
1675 4| same woman, when old Joe, producing a flannel bag with money
1676 2| and there is nothing it professes to condemn with such severity
1677 1| about with flaring links, proffering their services to go before
1678 1| good, by which I have not profited, I dare say,'' returned
1679 3| whose depths were secrets as profound as Death: it was a great
1680 3| all these dinners and the progress of their cooking, in the
1681 4| life immortal. ~No voice pronounced these words in Scrooge's
1682 3| hear the Insect on the leaf pronouncing on the too much life among
1683 3| shirt collar (Bob's private property, conferred upon his son
1684 1| dead, came like the ancient Prophet's rod, and swallowed up
1685 2| diminished to a child's proportions. Its hair, which hung about
1686 3| cracked noisily. Then Bob proposed: ~"A Merry Christmas to
1687 3| scowling, wolfish; but prostrate, too, in their humility.
1688 3| not belonging to yourself, protruding from your skirts. Is it
1689 3| the skies, while he (not proud, although his collars nearly
1690 3| entered: flushed, but smiling proudly: with the pudding, like
1691 2| next door but one, who was proved to have had her ears pulled
1692 3| A tremendous family to provide for!'' muttered Scrooge. ~
1693 4| was Past, and this Ghost's province was the Future. Nor could
1694 1| should make some slight provision for the Poor and destitute,
1695 3| what you would have called provoking, you know; but satisfactory,
1696 2| if it were dismissed from public life for evermore; the<PB
1697 3| sausages, oysters, pies, puddings, fruit, and punch, all vanished
1698 2| awkwardly, some pushing, some pulling; in they all came, anyhow
1699 3| the figs were moist and pulpy, or that the French plums
1700 3| baskets wildly, and left their purchases upon the counter, and came
1701 2| It wore a tunic of the purest white and round its waist
1702 1| ledgers, deeds, and heavy purses wrought in steel. His body
1703 1| that it would be useless to pursue their point, the gentlemen
1704 2| with such severity as the pursuit of wealth!'' ~"You fear
1705 2| gracefully, some awkwardly, some pushing, some pulling; in they all
1706 3| how are you? If it only puts him in the vein to leave
1707 3| clustered high in blooming pyramids; there were bunches of grapes,
1708 1| and paved all round with quaint Dutch tiles, designed to
1709 1| this rate, and began to quake exceedingly. ~"Hear me!''
1710 3| minutes, ten minutes, a quater of an hour went by, yet
1711 1| Abels, Pharaoh's daughters, Queens of Sheba, Angelic messengers
1712 4| himself from his thoughtful quest, he fancied from the turn
1713 3| case was. The brisk fire of questioning to which he was exposed,
1714 3| only answering to their questions yes or no, as the case was.
1715 5| dear sir,'' said Scrooge, quickening his pace, and taking the
1716 3| head to hear his wn words quoted by the Spirit, and was overcome
1717 2| to twelve, panting like race-horses. ~"Hilli-ho!'' cried old
1718 3| and the fruiterers' were radiant in their glory. There were
1719 3| rolled, and roared, and raged among the dreadful caverns
1720 3| for I pity him. He may rail at Christmas till he dies,
1721 3| the nose, or even that the raisins were so plentiful and rare,
1722 4| screen of rags. The old man raked the fire together with an
1723 3| Mrs Cratchit, when she had rallied Bob on his credulity and
1724 3| church, and had come home rampant. "Not coming upon Christmas
1725 1| easterly wind, upon his own ramparts, than there would be in
1726 1| made a sound; but soon it rang out loudly, and so did every
1727 3| moss and furze, and coarse, rank grass. Down in the west
1728 2| Halloo!'' ~Then, with a rapidity of transition very foreign
1729 1| eyes before the blaze in rapture. The water-plug being left
1730 3| raisins were so plentiful and rare, the almonds so extremely
1731 3| have thought a goose the rarest of all birds; a feathered
1732 4| bricks, was a grey-haired rascal, nearly seventy years of
1733 1| other middle-aged gentleman rashly turning out after dark in
1734 4| there was a sound of gnawing rats beneath the hearth-stone.
1735 3| that the canisters were rattled up and down like juggling
1736 3| thick stone wall shed out a ray of brightness on the awful
1737 3| Which all the family re-echoed. ~"God bless us every one!''
1738 3| on everything within its reach! The very lamplighter, who
1739 4| can get anything in it by reaching it out, for the sake of
1740 Pre| which shall not put my readers out of humour with themselves,
1741 1| evidence would you have of my reality beyond that of your senses?'' ~"
1742 2| scorning rest, upon his reappearance, he instantly began again,
1743 3| bent before the Ghost's rebuke, and trembling cast his
1744 3| filberts, mossy and brown, recalling, in their fragrance, ancient
1745 2| the appearance of having receded from the view, and being
1746 3| favour when he came into the receipt of that bewildering income.
1747 2| said immediately: ~"Your reclamation, then. Take heed!'' ~It
1748 3| greater surprise to Scrooge to recognise it as his own nephew's and
1749 4| penetrated before, although he recognised its situation, and its bad
1750 2| along the road; Scrooge recognising every gate, and post, and
1751 4| than they had been upon the recognition of each other. After a short
1752 4| Heaven, what is this!'' ~He recoiled in terror, for the scene
1753 5| the chuckle with which he recompensed the boy, were only to be
1754 4| the little face. He was reconciled to what had happened, and
1755 4| and giving him time to recover. ~But Scrooge was all the
1756 3| furrows that crossed and recrossed each other hundreds of times
1757 4| with his money?'' asked a red-faced gentleman with a pendulous
1758 3| plum-puddings, barrels of oysters, red-hot chesnuts, cherry-cheeked
1759 3| indeed!'' cried Mrs Cratchit, reddening. "I wish I had him here.
1760 3| earth. ~Built upon a dismal reef of sunken rocks, some league
1761 4| streets; and the whole quarter reeked with crime, with filth,
1762 2| and had barely time to reel to bed, before he sank into
1763 4| hand, and its situation in reference to himself, that the Unseen
1764 1| the <PB n="12">gentlemen, referring to his list. "Have I the
1765 3| holly, mistletoe, and ivy reflected back the light, as if so
1766 4| files, scales, weights, and refuse iron of all kinds. Secrets
1767 1| at Scrooge's keyhole to regale him with a Christmas carol:
1768 1| been inclined, myself, to regard a coffin-nail as the deadest
1769 1| replied. "It comes from other regions, Ebenezer Scrooge, and is
1770 1| whatever about that. The register of his burial was signed
1771 2| from seven to eight, and regularly up to twelve; then stopped.
1772 1| keenly felt, and Abundance rejoices. What shall I put you down
1773 2| has displaced you?'' he rejoined. ~"A golden one.'' ~"This
1774 1| the story I am going to relate. If we were not perfectly
1775 2| squeeze, in which his hand relaxed; and had barely time to
1776 4| happened.'' ~"He is past relenting,'' said her husband. "He
1777 2| Show me no more!'' ~But the relentless Ghost pinioned him in both
1778 4| yet, Caroline.'' ~"If he relents,'' she said, amazed, "there
1779 1| hand upon the key he had relinquished, turned it sturdily, walked
1780 3| too, that while Scrooge remained unaltered in his outward
1781 2| said Scrooge, heated by the remark, and speaking unconsciously
1782 3| boarding-school, as he had been reminded by the Ghost of Christmas
1783 2| I am mortal,'' Scrooge remonstrated, "and liable to fall.'' ~"
1784 1| peace. Incessant torture of remorse.'' ~"You travel fast?''
1785 4| better place,'' said old Joe, removing his pipe from his mouth. "
1786 1| court, some labourers were repairing the gas-pipes, and had lighted
1787 2| shadowy passengers passed and repassed; where shadowy carts and
1788 1| will therefore permit me to repeat, emphatically, that Marley
1789 2| touched the spring of his repeater, to correct this most preposterous
1790 4| it an open question, I'd repent of being so liberal and
1791 2| do I not know that your repentance and regret would surely
1792 1| one coal. But he couldn't replenish it, for Scrooge kept the
1793 4| too much burying; fat with repleted appetite. A worthy place! ~
1794 1| the hour, much in need of repose; went straight to bed, without
1795 1| doubt his liberality is well represented by his surviving partner,''
1796 4| and which he struggled to repress. ~He sat down to the dinner
1797 2| the chance of its sordid reproach. I have seen your nobler
1798 4| The Spirit, stronger yet, repulsed him. ~Holding up his hands
1799 4| its situation, and its bad repute. The ways were foul and
1800 1| they come to me?'' ~"It is required of every man,'' the Ghost
1801 5| shake very much; and shaving requires attention, even when you
1802 1| morning, during his whole residence in that place; also that
1803 1| his sole assign, his sole residuary legatee, his sole friend,
1804 2| the Ghost with no visible resistance on its own part was undisturbed
1805 2| woman's hand, was not to be resisted. He rose: but finding that
1806 1| my heart, to find you so resolute. We have never had any quarrel,
1807 2| this was perhaps the wisest resolution in his power. ~The quarter
1808 4| hoped he saw his new-born resolutions carried out in this. ~Quiet
1809 4| in this den of infamous resort, there was a low-browed,
1810 3| with his own hands, without resorting to the sexton's spade that
1811 4| in the Future -- into the resorts of business men, but showed
1812 1| with a bang. ~The sound resounded through the house like thunder.
1813 3| Have they no refuge or resource?'' cried Scrooge. ~"Are
1814 1| advantage over him in only one respect. They often <SOCALLED>came
1815 2| to help them. When this result was brought about, old Fezziwig,
1816 2| with grass. Nor was it more retentive of its ancient state, within;
1817 2| Christmas. When everybody had retired but the two 'prentices,
1818 4| in all the luxury of calm retirement. ~Scrooge and the Phantom
1819 3| the unconscious company in return, and thanked them in an
1820 1| toothpick?'' said Scrooge, returning quickly to the charge, for
1821 4| wing; and withdrawing it, revealed a room by daylight, where
1822 3| fellow!'' ~Scrooge's nephew revelled in another laugh, and as
1823 3| The sight of these poor revellers appeared to interest the
1824 4| dominion! But of the loved, revered, and honoured head, thou
1825 4| prayer to have his fate reversed, he saw an alteration in
1826 4| however; for he had been revolving in his mind a change of
1827 3| nothing between a baby and rhinoceros would have astonished him
1828 1| year older, but not an hour richer; a time for balancing your
1829 4| render the solution of these riddles easy. ~He looked about in
1830 1| grating voice. A frosty rime was on his head, and on
1831 3| identity by pressing a certain ring upon her finger, and a certain
1832 3| surprised-looking, capital face; a ripe little mouth, that seemed
1833 2| him gently by the arm. ~"Rise! and walk with me!'' ~It
1834 4| room it was. A pale light, rising in the outer air, fell straight
1835 2| its church, and winding river. Some shaggy ponies now
1836 3| nephew burst into a fresh roar of laughter; and was so
1837 2| before a man can say, Jack Robinson!'' ~You wouldn't believe
1838 1| like the ancient Prophet's rod, and swallowed up the whole.
1839 2| it him!) struck up "Sir Roger de Coverley.'' Then old
1840 4| dragged out a large and heavy roll of some dark stuff. ~"What
1841 3| thundering of water, as it rolled, and roared, and raged among
1842 3| sound, or that the twine and roller parted company so briskly,
1843 3| white sheet of snow upon the roofs, and with the dirtier snow
1844 2| the passion that had taken root, and where the shadow of
1845 3| tucker: not the one with the roses -- blushed. ~"Do go on,
1846 4| outstretched hand. When he roused himself from his thoughtful
1847 1| in life my spirit never roved beyond the narrow limits
1848 2| window. He was obliged to rub the frost off with the sleeve
1849 2| to the hour of seven. He rubbed his hands; adjusted his
1850 5| s!'' whispered Scrooge, rubbing his hands, and splitting
1851 4| mine, and that's the way I ruin myself,'' said old Joe. "
1852 4| answered. ~"We are quite ruined?'' ~"No. There is hope yet,
1853 1| help fancying it must have run there when it was a young
1854 2| door was heard, and such a rush immediately ensued that
1855 3| sheath was eaten up with rust. ~"You have never seen the
1856 3| spite of all her silken rustlings, and her rapid flutterings
1857 2| the young brigands most ruthlessly. What would I not have given
1858 1| evening with his banker's-book, went home to bed. He lived
1859 1| the veneration due to its sacred name and origin, if anything
1860 1| dreadfully cut up by the sad event, but that he was an
1861 1| waistcoat, with a monstrous iron safe attached to its ankle, who
1862 3| particular, were steeped in sage and onion to the eyebrows!
1863 3| in luxurious thoughts of sage-and-onion, these young Cratchits danced
1864 2| he came home again after sailing round the island. "Poor
1865 1| principles as bargain and sale had anything to do. The
1866 1| his lean wife and the baby sallied out to buy the beef. ~Foggier
1867 3| plaintive little voice, and sang it very well indeed. ~There
1868 3| comfortable with it. He hasn't the satisfaction of thinking -- ha, ha, ha! --
1869 3| himself; he pocketed on Saturdays but fifteen copies of his
1870 3| up, knocked loudly at the saucepan-lid to be let out and peeled. ~"
1871 3| a disagreeable animal, a savage animal, an animal that growled
1872 2| vast. There was an earthy savour in the air, a chilly bareness
1873 3| its middle was an antique scabbard; but no sword was in it,
1874 1| and was brewing on a large scale. ~The door of Scrooge's
1875 2| defenceless porter! The scaling him, with chairs for ladders,
1876 1| purpose. The owner of one scant young nose, gnawed and mumbled
1877 3| his face all damaged and scarred with hard weather, as the
1878 4| Spirit moved it seemed to scatter gloom and mystery. ~It was
1879 3| little mirrors had been scattered there; and such a mighty
1880 3| or even that the blended scents of tea and coffee were so
1881 5| angel, I am as merry as a school-boy. I am as giddy as a drunken
1882 3| time there emerged from scores of bye-streets, lanes, and
1883 2| provided for that purpose. But scorning rest, upon his reappearance,
1884 3| Yellow, meagre, ragged, scowling, wolfish; but prostrate,
1885 1| though it has never put a scrap of gold or silver in my
1886 4| said the first. "Old Scratch has got his own at last,
1887 3| and girl, came tearing in, screaming that outside the baker's
1888 4| was the space behind the screen of rags. The old man raked
1889 4| seventy years of age; who had screened himself from the cold air
1890 4| he was dead, a wicked old screw,'' pursued the woman, "why
1891 1| of the door, except the screws and nuts that held the knocker
1892 1| designed to illustrate the Scriptures. There were Cains and Abels,
1893 3| Fred. ~"It's your Uncle Scro-o-o-o-oge!'' ~Which it certainly was.
1894 4| Secrets that few would like to scrutinise were bred and hidden in
1895 2| house, not a squeak and scuffle from the mice behind the
1896 4| It was not extensive. A seal or two, a pencil-case, a
1897 5| a minute, like sticks of sealing-wax. ~"Why, it's impossible
1898 4| thoughtfully with their great gold seals; and so forth, as Scrooge
1899 1| yet, and colder! Piercing, searching, biting cold. If the good
1900 3| live.'' ~"I see a vacant seat,'' replied the Ghost, "in
1901 4| mother and the children seated round the fire. ~Quiet.
1902 1| was not his custom. Thus secured against surprise, he took
1903 2| become a mere United States' security if there were no days to
1904 | seem
1905 3| immense twelfth-cakes, and seething bowls of punch, that made
1906 3| feint of endeavouring to seize you, which would have been
1907 3| old man, in a voice that seldom rose above the howling of
1908 1| inexpressibly sorrowful and self-accusatory. The spectre, after listening
1909 1| generous fire; secret, and self-contained, and solitary as an oyster.
1910 3| hatred, envy, bigotry, and selfishness in our name, who are as
1911 5| you half-a-crown!'' ~"I'll send it to Bob Cratchit's!''
1912 5| laugh. "He sha'n't know who sends it. It's twice the size
1913 3| Admiration was the universal sentiment, though some objected that
1914 4| masses of corrupted fat, and sepulchres of bones. Sitting in among
1915 2| there he is upon his head! Serve him right. I'm glad of it.
1916 3| would have done; and Bob served it out with beaming looks,
1917 1| links, proffering their services to go before horses in carriages,
1918 1| his last mention of his seven-year's dead partner that afternoon.
1919 4| grey-haired rascal, nearly seventy years of age; who had screened
1920 4| value, were all. They were severally examined and appraised by
1921 3| where (for the weather was severe) the people made a rough,
1922 2| professes to condemn with such severity as the pursuit of wealth!'' ~"
1923 4| daughters were engaged in sewing. But surely they were very
1924 3| without resorting to the sexton's spade that buried Jacob
1925 5| splitting with a laugh. "He sha'n't know who sends it. It'
1926 3| capable of being made more shabby -- compounded some hot mixture
1927 3| and yet there was a genial shadowing forth of all these dinners
1928 2| and winding river. Some shaggy ponies now were seen trotting
1929 4| certainly do it.'' ~"I certainly shan't hold my hand, when I can
1930 3| pot-bellied baskets of chesnuts, shaped like the waistcoats of jolly
1931 1| and witness what it cannot share, but might have shared on
1932 3| cut in the eye, was not sharper than Scrooge; blunt as he
1933 3| quite right, too; for the sharpest needle, best Whitechapel,
1934 3| times, and taking off her shawl and bonnet for her with
1935 3| was in it, and the ancient sheath was eaten up with rust. ~"
1936 1| Pharaoh's daughters, Queens of Sheba, Angelic messengers descending
1937 2| and the coach-houses and sheds were over-run with grass.
1938 2| bound a lustrous belt, the sheen of which was beautiful.
1939 4| Mrs Dilber was next. Sheets and towels, a little wearing
1940 3| and winking from their shelves in wanton slyness at the
1941 5| man, and I'll give you a shilling. Come back with him in less
1942 3| tracing it, it seemed to shine. This idea taking full possession
1943 1| agreeable idea. Scrooge shivered, and wiped the perspiration
1944 2| the veriest old well of a shivering best-parlour that ever was
1945 2| for the precious little shoe, I wouldn't have plucked
1946 4| him, and Peter and himself shok hands. Spirit of Tiny Tim,
1947 3| of grapes, made, in the shopkeepers' benevolence to dangle from
1948 3| sky was gloomy, and the shortest streets were choked up with
1949 4| saw and spoke to him. I shouldn't be at all surprised, mark
1950 2| were in great spirits, and shouted to each other, until the
1951 2| toys and presents. Then the shouting and the struggling, and
1952 2| irrepressible affection! The shouts of wonder and delight with
1953 1| the clerk came in with the shovel, the master predicted that
1954 3| put upon the table, and a shovel-full of chesnuts on the fire.
1955 3| For the people who were shovelling away on the housetops were
1956 3| heavier particles descended in shower of sooty atoms, as if all
1957 3| pleasure the good Spirit had in showing off this power of his, or
1958 2| all over himself, from his shows to his organ of benevolence;
1959 3| them, and pulled them into shreds. Where angels might have
1960 1| lips blue; and spoke out shrewdly in his grating voice. A
1961 3| mouths, lest they should shriek for goose before their turn
1962 4| know that behind the dusky shroud, there were ghostly eyes
1963 4| gloom and mystery. ~It was shrouded in a deep black garment,
1964 4| him keenly. It made him shudder, and feel very cold. ~They
1965 4| Spirit!'' said Scrooge, shuddering from head to foot. "I see,
1966 3| mind, he got up softly and shuffled in his slippers to the door. ~
1967 3| the woods, and pleasant shufflings ankle deep through withered
1968 1| Ghost, "you cannot hope to shun the path I tread. Expect
1969 1| one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think
1970 2| carried home, exhausted, on a shutter, and he were a bran-new
1971 2| one after nother; some shyly, some boldly, some gracefully,
1972 4| But as I know your purpose si to do me good, and as I
1973 3| The Spirit stood beside sick beds, and they were cheerful;
1974 3| in this way: holding his sides, rolling his head, and twisting
1975 2| dull yard behind, not a sigh among the leafless boughs
1976 4| time, Scrooge feared the silent shape so much that his legs
1977 4| Phantom slowly, gravely, silently approached. When it came,
1978 3| when, in spite of all her silken rustlings, and her rapid
1979 2| the Ghost, "to make these silly folks so full of gratitude.'' ~"
1980 3| plump sister, falling into a similar state, cried out: ~"I have
1981 4| entered, when another woman, similarly laden, came in too; and
1982 1| our ancestors is in the simile; and my unhallowed hands
1983 3| and put it on the hob to simmer; Master Peter, and the two
1984 4| here, I believe. It's no sin. Open the bundle, Joe.'' ~
1985 1| energy of action that the singer fled in terror, leaving
1986 3| house; where, woe upon the single man who saw them enter --
1987 2| holly in its hand; and, in singular contradiction of that wintry
1988 2| voice was soft and gentle. Singularly low, as if instead of being
1989 1| clutching, covetous old sinner! Hard and sharp as flint,
1990 1| surrounded by some fifty or sixty fathoms of iron cable: but
1991 4| Christmas time. You're not a skaiter, I suppose?'' ~"No. No.
1992 3| Master Peter Cratchit to the skies, while he (not proud, although
1993 3| it, like the waves they skimmed. ~But even here, two men
1994 2| tenderest bloom was on the skin. The arms were very long
1995 2| Hilli-ho!'' cried old Fezziwig, skipping down from the high desk,
1996 4| of the shop. Ah! How it skreeks! There an't such a rusty
1997 3| hand towards the city. "Slander those who tell it ye! Admit
1998 3| man on board, waking or sleeping, good or bad, had had a
1999 1| and snow, and hail, and sleet, could boast of the advantage
2000 2| rub the frost off with the sleeve of his dressing-gown before
2001 4| a pencil-case, a pair of sleeve-buttons, and a brooch of no great
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