Sheba Blake Publishing

The directors could not appear in the streets without being insulted; dangerous riots were every moment apprehended.

Marley was dead: to begin with

squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous old sinner

stiffened his gait

No wind that blew was bitterer than he

Scrooge was his sole executor, his sole administrator, his sole assign, his sole residuary legatee, his sole friend and sole mourner.

Bah!’ said Scrooge, ‘Humbug!’

ruddy and handsome

his eyes sparkled

What reason have you to be merry? You’re poor enough