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Kurt
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USA
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September 27 2003
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 Posted - December 28 2003 : 05:57:30 AM
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He passed the door a dozen times, before he had the
courage to go up and knock. But he made a dash, and
did it:
`Is your master at home, my dear?' said Scrooge to the
girl. Nice girl. Very.
`Yes, sir.'
`Where is he, my love?' said Scrooge.
`He's in the dining-room, sir, along with mistress. I'll
show you up-stairs, if you please.'
`Thank you. He knows me,' said Scrooge, with his hand
already on the dining-room lock. `I'll go in here, my dear.'
He turned it gently, and sidled his face in, round the door.
They were looking at the table (which was spread out in
great array); for these young housekeepers are always nervous
on such points, and like to see that everything is right.
`Fred,' said Scrooge.
Dear heart alive, how his niece by marriage started.
Scrooge had forgotten, for the moment, about her sitting
in the corner with the footstool, or he wouldn't have done
it, on any account.
- Charles Dickens
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