He was a tightfisted hand at the grindstone
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He was a tightfisted hand at the grindstone, Scrooge.
A squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous old sinner!
Hard and sharp as flint, from which no steel had ever struck out generous fire.
Secret, and self-contained, and solitary as an oyster.
The cold within him froze his old features, nipped his pointed nose, shrivelled his cheek, stiffened his gait.
A frosty rime was on his head, and on his eyebrows, and his wiry chin.
No beggars implored him to bestow a trifle.
We choose this time, because it is a time, of all others, when Want is keenly felt, and Abundance rejoices.
‘What shall I put you down for? ’ ‘Nothing!’ Scrooge replied.
Foggier yet, and colder. Piercing, searching, biting cold.
He had never dreamed that any walk – that anything – could give him so much happiness
Darkness is cheap, and Scrooge liked it.
It was made (for Scrooge observed it closely) of cashboxes, keys, padlocks, ledgers, deeds, and heavy purses wrought in steel.
It was a strange figurelike a child: yet not so like a child as like an old man
'The school is not quite deserted, ’ said the Ghost. ‘A solitary child, neglected by his friends, is left there still. ' Scrooge said he knew it. And he sobbed.
Home, for good and all. Home forever, and ever. Father is so much kinder than he used to be, that home’s like heaven!
Marley was dead: to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that.
‘Good Afternoon!’ said Scrooge.
Old Marley was dead as a doornail.
'A merry Christmas, uncle! God save you!' cried a cheerful voice. 'Bah!' said Scrooge, 'Humbug!'
'Business!' cried the Ghost, wringing its hands again. 'Mankind was my business. ’
There sat a jolly Giant, glorious to see, who bore a glowing torch, in shape not unlike Plenty's horn, and held it up, high up, to shed its light on Scrooge
The Phantom slowly, gravely, silently approached.
When it came, Scrooge bent down upon his knee; for in the very air through which this Spirit moved it seemed to scatter gloom and mystery.
'If he wanted to keep them after he was dead, a wicked old screw, ' pursued the woman, 'why wasn't he natural in his lifetime? ’
He recoiled in terror, for the scene had changed, and now he almost touched a bed: a bare, uncurtained bed.
'I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future!' Scrooge repeated.
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