![]() "There's the saucepan that the gruel was in!" cried Scrooge, starting off again, and going round the fireplace. He had frisked into the sitting-room, and was now standing there: perfectly winded. A merry Christmas to everybody! A happy New Year to all the world. "I am as light as a feather, I am as happy as an angel, I am as merry as a schoolboy. "I don't know what to do!" cried Scrooge, laughing and crying in the same breath and making a perfect Laocooen of himself with his stockings. ![]() ![]() His hands were busy with his garments all this time turning them inside out, putting them on upside down, tearing them, mislaying them, making them parties to every kind of extravagance. They are here-I am here-the shadows of the things that would have been, may be dispelled. "They are not torn down," cried Scrooge, folding one of his bed-curtains in his arms, "they are not torn down, rings and all. He had been sobbing violently in his conflict with the Spirit, and his face was wet with tears. He was so fluttered and so glowing with his good intentions, that his broken voice would scarcely answer to his call. Oh Jacob Marley! Heaven, and the Christmas Time be praised for this! I say it on my knees, old Jacob on my knees!" "The Spirits of all Three shall strive within me. ![]() "I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future!" Scrooge repeated, as he scrambled out of bed. Best and happiest of all, the Time before him was his own, to make amends in! The bed was his own, the room was his own. You should visit Browse Happy and update your internet browser today! The embedded audio player requires a modern internet browser. ![]()
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