yesterday. I'm sorry I didn't give him anything, that's all. The ghost smiled, and lifted its hand, saying, 'Let's see another past Christmas! The schoolroom became darker and dirtier. There was the young Scrooge again, a little older and bigger than before. He was not reading this time, but was walking up and down, looking very unhappy. The door opened, and a little girl, much younger than him, came running in Putting her arms round his neck, she said lovingly to him, I've come to bring you home, dear brother! Father is so much kinder than he used to be! The other day asked him if you could come home, and he said yes! And we're going to spend Christmas together, and have the merriest time!' She was laughing delightedly as she began to pull him towards the door. They went out happily together, hand in hand. What a warm heart she had!' said the ghost "You're right,' said Scrooge. "I agree with you, spirit! "She married, I understand,' continued the ghost, 'and had children, I think, before she died. One child," answered S True," said the ghost. "Your nephew!' Scrooge did not answer at once. "Yes," he said at last. Now the school had disappeared, and they were in the middle of a busy town, with shadowy crowds and carts all around them. Here it was Christmas time again, but it was evening, and there were lights in the shops and streets. The ghost stopped at an office door. Do you know this place, Scrooge?" he asked