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old Fezziwig, clapping his hands to stop the dance, cried out

At sight of an old gentleman in a Welch wig, sitting behind such a high desk, that if he had been two inches taller he must have knocked his head against the ceiling

came darting in, and putting her arms about his neck, and often kissing him, addressed him as her "Dear, dear brother."

It opened; and a little girl, much younger than the boy

It put out its strong hand as it spoke, and clasped him gently by the arm.

that Scrooge held on tight to his chair, to save himself from falling in a swoon.

But the ghost sat down on the opposite side of the fire-place, as if he were quite used to it.

The same face: the very same. Marley in his pig-tail, usual waistcoat, tights, and boots; the tassels on the latter bristling, like his pigtail, and his coat-skirts, and the hair upon his head. The chain he drew was clasped about his middle. It was long, and wound about him like a tail; and it was made (for Scrooge observed it closely) of cashboxes, keys, padlocks, ledgers, deeds, and heavy purses wrought in steel. His body was transparent: so that Scrooge, observing him, and looking through his waistcoat, could see the two buttons on his coat behind.

Marley's face. It was not in impenetrable shadow as the other objects in the yard were, but had a dismal light about it, like a bad lobster in a dark cellar.

Scrooge resumed his labours with an improved opinion of himself