and it moved out into the frosty, dark ni t to join the others. Scrooge ran to the window. Outside, the air was full St spilfs all wearing chains like Marley's ghost all crying miserably as they realized, too late, the terrible mistakes that they had made in their lives. Little by little, the spirits and their voices disappeared into the fog and the darkness, and the night was silent again. Scrooge closed the window, and checked his bedroom door. It was still locked. He started to say, Humbug!" but stopped suddenly. Perhaps because he was very tired, or because it was late, he went straight to bed, without taking off his clothes, and fell asleep immediately.