“I’llsendittoBobCratchit’s!”whisperedScrooge,rubbinghishands,andsplittingwithalaugh.“Heshan’tknowwhosendsitIt’stwicethesizeofTinyTiJoeMillernevermadesuchajokeassendingittoBob’swillbe!”
Thehandinwhichhewrotetheaddresswasnotasteadyone,butwriteithedid,somehow,andwentdownstairstoopenthestreetdoor,readyforthecomingofthepoulterersman.Ashestoodthere,waitinghisarrival,theknockercaughthiseye.
“Ishallloveit,aslongasIlive!”criedScrooge,pattingitwithhishand.“Iscarcelyeverlookedatitbefore.Whatanhonestexpressionithasinitsface.It’sawonderfulknocker.Here’stheturkey.Hollo!Whoop!Howareyou?MerryChristmas!”
Itwasaturkey!Henevercouldhavestooduponhislegs,thatbird.Hewouldhavesnapped’emshortoffinaminute,likesticksofsealing-wax.
“Why,it’simpossibletocarrythattoCamdenTown,”saidScrooge.“Youmusthaveacab.”Thechucklewithwhichhesaidthis,andthechucklewithwhichhepaidfortheturkey,andthechucklewithwhichhepaidforthecab,andthechucklewithwhichherecompensedtheboy,wereonlytobeexceededbythechucklewithwhichhesatdownbreathlessinhischairagain,andchuckledtillhecried.
Shavingwasnotaneasytask,forhishandcontinuedtoshakeverymuch;andshavingre-quiresattention,evenwhenyoudon’tdancewhileyouareatit.Butifhehadcuttheendofhisnoseoff,hewouldhaveputapieceofsticking-plasteroverit,andbeenquitesatisfied.
Hedressedhimself“allinhisbest,”andatlastgotoutintothestreets.Thepeoplewerebythistimepouringforth,ashehadseenthemwiththeGhostofChristmasPresent;andwalkingwithhishandsbehindhim,Scroogeregardedeveryonewithadelightfulsmile.Helookedsoirresistiblypleasant,inaword,thatthreeorfourgood-humouredfellowssaid,“Good-morning,sir.AMerryChristmastoyou!”AndScroogesaidoftenafterwards,thatofalltheblithesoundshehadeverheard,thoseweretheblithestinhisears.
Hehadnotgonefar,whencomingontowardshimhebeheldtheportlygentlemanwhohadwalkedintohiscounting-housethedaybeforeandsaid,“ScroogeandMariey’s,Ibelieve?”Itsentapangacrosshishearttothinkhowthisoldgentlemanwouldlookuponhimwhentheymet;butheknewwhatpathlaystraightbeforehim,andhetookit.
“Mydearsir,”saidScrooge,quickeninghispace,andtakingtheoldgentlemanbybothhishands.“Howdoyoudo?Ihopeyousucceededyesterday.Itwasverykindofyou.AMerryChristmastoyou,sir!”
“Mr.Scrooge?”
“Yes,”saidScrooge.“Thatismyname,andIfearitmaynotbepleasanttoyou.Allowmetoaskyourpardon.Andwillyouhavethegoodness—”hereScroogewhisperedinhisear.
“Lordblessme!”criedthegentleman,asifhisbreathweretakenaway.“MydearMr.Scrooge,areyouserious?”
“Ifyouplease,”saidScrooge.“Notafarthingless.Agreatmanyback-paymentsareincludedinit,Iassureyou.Willyoudomethatfavour?”
“Mydearsir,”saidtheother,shakinghandswithhi“Idon’tknowwhattosaytosuchmunifi—
“Don’tsayanything,please,”retortedScrooge.“Comeandseeme.Willyoucomeandseeme?”“Iwill!”criedtheoldgentleman.Anditwasclearhemeanttodoit.
“Thankee,saidScrooge.“Iammuchobligedtoyou.Ithankyoufiftytimes.Blessyou!”
Hewenttochurch,andwalkedaboutthestreets,andwatchedthepeoplehurryingtoandfro,andpattedchildrenonthehead,andquestionedbeggars,andlookeddownintothekitchensofhouses,anduptothewindows;andfoundthateverythingcouldyieldhimpleasure.Hehadneverdreamedthatanywalk—thatanything—couldgivehimsomuchhappiness.Intheafter-noon,heturnedhisstepstowardshisnephew’shouse.
Hepassedthedooradozentimes,beforehehadthecouragetogoupandknock.Buthemadeadash,anddidit,
“Isyourmasterathome,mydear?”saidScroogetothegirl.Nicegirl!Very.
“Yes,sir.”
“Whereishe,mylove?”saidScrooge.
“He’sinthedining-room,sir,alongwithmistress.I’llshowyouupstairs,ifyouplease.”
“Thank’ee.Heknowsme,”saidScrooge,withhishandalreadyonthedining-roomlock.“I’llgoinhere,mydear.”
Heturneditgently,andsidledhisfacein,roundthedoor.Theywerelookingatthetable(whichwasspreadoutingreatarray);fortheseyounghousekeepersarealwaysnervousonsuchpoints,andliketoseethateverythingisright.
“Fred!”saidScrooge.
Dearheartalive,howhisniecebymarriagestarted!Scroogehadforgotten,forthemoment,abouthersittinginthecornerwiththefootstool,orhewouldn’thavedoneit,onanyaccount.
Why,blessmysoul!”criedFred,“who’sthat?”
“It’sI.YouruncleScrooge.Ihavecometodinner.Willyouletmein,Fred?”
Lethimin!Itisamercyhedidn’tshakehisarmoff.Hewasathomeinfiveminutes.Nothingcouldbeheartier.Hisniecelookedjustthesame.SodidTopperwhenhecame.Sodidtheplumpsisterwhenshe
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