i am the ghost of Christmas Present! Look at me!' Since the first ghost's visit, Scrooge was no longer very sure of himself. So although the spirit's eyes were clear and kind, Scrooge was afraid to look straight into its face. But he could see that its body was dressed in a long green robe, its long brown hair fell freely down its back, and its ace wore a warm and friendly smile. Light shone from the torch which it was holding in its strong right hand. "Spirit," said Scrooge quietly, 'take me where you want Last night I learned a lesson which is working now. If you have anything to teach me tonight, let me learn from you. Touch my robe!" said the spirit, and Scrooge obeyed. The food, the room, the fire all disappeared, and they were standing outside in the cold, snowy streets on Christmas morning. Although the sky was grey and the streets were dirty, the people looked surprisingly cheerful as they hurried to the bakers' shops with their Christmas dinners, all ready for cooking. The spirit seemed specially nterested in poor people. He stood with Scrooge in a baker's doorway and held his torch over the dinners as they were carried past him. Sometimes, when he saw people pushing each other or getting angry, he lifted his torch over their heads, and immediately they became kinder, or stopped arguing, "because it's Christmas," they told each other. "What does your torch do, spirit?' asked Scrooge. It gives a special taste to people's dinners on this day, answered the spirit.