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‘The door of Scrooge’s count­ing-house was open that he might keep his eye upon his clerk, who in a dis­mal lit­tle cell be­yond, a sort of tank, was copy­ing let­ters. Scrooge had a very small fire, but the clerk’s fire was so very much smaller that it looked like one coal ... “A Merry Christ­mas, un­cle! God save you!’ cried a cheer­ful voice. It was the voice of Scrooge’s nephew, who came upon him so quickly that this was the first in­ti­ma­tion he had of his ap­proach. “Bah!” said Scrooge. “Hum­bug!” He had so heated him­self with rapid walk­ing in the fog and frost, this nephew of Scrooge’s, that he was all in a glow.’

CHARLES DICK­ENS

(1843)

A CHRIST­MAS CAROL

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