it is important to remember that Jacob Marley was dead. Did Scrooge know that? Of course he did. Scrooge and Marley had been partners in London for many years, and excellent men of business they were, too. When Marley died, Scrooge continued with the business alone. Both names still stood above the office door: Scrooge and Marley. Sometimes people who were new to the business called Scrooge Scrooge, and sometimes Marley, but he to both names. He did not care what name they called him. The only thing that mattered to him was the business, and making money. Oht Hewasahard, clever, mean old man, Scrooge wast There was nothing warm or open about him. He lived a secretive, lonely life, and took no interest in other people at all. The cold inside him made his eyes and his thin lips blue, and his voice high and cross, lt put white frost on his old head, hiseyebrows and hischin. The frost in his heart made the air around him cold, too. In the homest days of summer his office was as cold as ice, and just as cold in winter. Nobody ever stopped him in the street to say, with a happy smile, "My dear Scrooge, how are you? When will you come to see me? No poor man asked him for money no children asked him the time, no man or woman. ever, in all his life, asked him the way.Animals aswellas people were afraid of him. Dogs used to hide in doorways when they saw him coming. But what did Scrooge care! It was just what he wanted. He liked being onthe edge. of people's busy lives, while warning everyone to keep away from One Christmas Eve old Scrooge was working busily in his office. It was cold, frosty, foggy weather, outside it was already dark, although it was only three o'clock in the afternoon. , and there were candles in all the office windows. The fog covered everything, like a thick grey blanket. Scrooge kept his office door open, in order check that his clerk, Bob Cratchit, was working. Bob spent his days in a dark little. room, a kind of cupboard, next to his employer's office. Scrooge had a very small fire, but Bob's fire was much smaller. It was very cold in the cupboard, and Bob had to wear his long white scarf to try to keep Warm. "Merry Christmas, uncle! God bless you! '. cried a happy voice. Scrooge's nephew had arrived. "Bah!" said Scrooge crossly. "Humbug!" "Christmas is humbug! Surely you do not mean that, uncle? "Said his nephew. I do," said Scrooge. "Why do you call it merry" Christmas? You're too poor to be merry.
"Well, replied the nephew, smiling, why are you so cross You're too rich to be unhappy. Course I'm cross," answered the uncle, when Ilive in a world full of stupid people like you! You say "Merry Christmas" But what is Christmas Just a time when you spend too much, when you find yourself a year older and not an hour richer, when you have to pay your bills. Everyone who goes around saying "Merry Christmas" should have his tongue cut out. Yes, he should! ' "Uncle! Please do not say that!". said the nephew. Tve always thought of Christmas as a time to be helpful kind to other people. It's the only time of the year when men and women open their hearts freely to each other. And so, uncle, although I've never made any money from think Christmas has been and will be a good time for me! And l say, God bless Christmas! "Bob, in the cupboard, agreed loudly, without thinking. He immediately realized his mistake, and went quickly back to his work, but Scrooge had heard him." If I hear another sound from you,. said Scrooge, you'll lose your jobt 'Do not be angry with him, uncle,' said the nephew. "Come and have dinner with us tomorrow. '. "Dinner with you? I'll see you dead first "But why will not you come? Why? Because Christmas is humbug! Good afternoont '1 want nothing from you, lask nothing of you. Why can not we be friends?". 'Good afternoon!' said Scrooge. am sorry, with all my heart, to find you like this. I have never wanted to argue with you. But I came to see you and invite you because it's Christmas, and so I'll say, merry Christmas, uncle! Good afternoon, "said Scrooge. And a happy new year! His nephew left the room, without an angry word, stopping only to wish Bob Cratchit a merry Christmas. Then two other gentlemen came in. They were large, round, comfortable-looking men, with books and papers in their hands. Scrooge and Marley's, Ithink, 'said one ofthem, looking at the papers that he was carrying. AmIspeaking to Mr Scrooge or Mr Marley? "Mr Marley is dead, Scrooge replied." He died seven years ago today, on Christmas Eve. "I'm sure that you are just as kind to the poor as your partner," said the gentleman, smiling, What was true was that Scrooge was just as mean as Marley, and Marley had been just as mean as Scrooge. "At this happy timeof year, Mr Scrooge, 'the gentleman went on, taking up his pen, we should help poor people who have no food or clothes or homes." Are there no prisons? "Asked Scrooge coldly." Plenty of prisons. , said the gentleman. And the workhouses, where poor people can live a work? Are they still open? "Yes, they are, I'm sorry to say." I'm happy to hear it, "said Scrooge." I thought, from what you said at first, that perhaps these useful places were closed, for some reason. "But some of us feel, replied the gentleman, that these places do not offer enough to poor people. We're hoping to who need all these things. This is a time when we should all be able to enjoy ourselves. How much. will you give, Nothing! ". Scrooge replied. T do not have a merry Christmas myself, and l will not pay for other people to be merry. We all have to pay for prisons and workhouses they cost enough. The poor will have to go there. 'Many can not go there, and many prefer to die. "If they prefer to die, why do not they die, then? There too many people in the world, so it's good thing ifsome of them die. All this is. none of my business It's enough for a man to understand his own business, and not tothink about other people's. l'm a very busy man. Good aftemoon, The gentlemen shook their heads a little sadly, and left the office. Scrooge went back. to his work, feeling pleased with himself. Now the fog was at its thickest outside, and the cold was biting Lights shone brightly from the shop windows. People were hurrying here and there-rich and poor alike to buy what they needed for tomorrow's Christmas. dinner At last it was time to close the office. Scrooge got up slowly from his desk. Bob was waiting for this moment, and he immediately put on his hat. "You'll want a holiday all day tomorrow, suppose? said Scrooge.in life has to travel endlessly through the world after his death. We have to carry the chains that we made for ourselves in our lifetime. Do you, Ebenezer Scrooge, recognize my chain? ltis very like the one that you weart 'Scrooge looked around him, but could Jacob, "he said, please tell me moreP" I can not help you much, Ebenezert l can not rest, I can not stay anywhere for long, Ihave been dead for seven. years and all that time Ihave been travelling on the wings of the wind! No peace, no rest for me in death, because I was never good or kind in life! '. But you were always a good man of business, Jacob, said Scrooge, who was now beginning to worry about his "Business! '. cried the ghost miserably. "Why did not Ithink of people as my business? I thought only about making money, not about being kind and helpful to other people. Listen to me, Ebenezer! I am here tonight to warn you. You still have a chance to save yourself from what has happened to me. Three spirits will come to visit your the first tomorrow at one o'clock, thesecond atthe same time the next night, and the third at midnight the following night. You will not see me any more, and for your own peace after death, remember what I have told you! The spirit walked slowly backwards to the window, which began toopen. When the ghost reached the window, held up its hand, and Scrooge listened. He could hear a noise of sad crying in the air. The spirit began to cry, too, and it moved out into the frosty, dark night to join the others. Scrooge ran to the window. Outside, the air was full of spirits, 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 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 fellasleep immediately.
จำว่า ยาโคบ Marley ตายได้ คนขี่เหนียวทราบที่ แน่นอนเขาไม่ คนขี่เหนียวและ Marley ได้คู่ค้าในลอนดอนหลายปี และคนดีของพวกเขา เกินไป เมื่อ Marley เสียชีวิต คนขี่เหนียวอย่างต่อเนื่องกับธุรกิจเพียงอย่างเดียว ชื่อทั้งสองยังคงยืนเหนือประตูสำนักงาน: คนขี่เหนียวและ Marley บางครั้งคนที่มีธุรกิจที่เรียกว่าคนขี่คนขี่เหนียว เหนียว และบางครั้ง Marley แต่เขาทั้งสองชื่อใหม่ เขาไม่ได้ดูแลอะไรชื่อพวกเขาเรียกว่าเขา สิ่งเดียวที่ mattered เขามีธุรกิจ และการเงิน Oht Hewasahard ฉลาด หมายถึง คนเก่า คนขี่เหนียว wast มีอะไรอุ่น หรือเปิดเกี่ยวกับเขา เขาอาศัยอยู่มีชีวิตโดดเดี่ยว ความลับ และเอาไม่สนใจคนอื่นเลย ภายในเย็นเขาทำตา และสีฟ้าริมฝีปากบางของเขา และเสียงของเขาสูง และไขว้ ลายใส่น้ำแข็งขาวบนเขาหัวเก่า hiseyebrows และ hischin น้ำแข็งในหัวใจเขาได้อากาศรอบเย็น เกินไป ในการ homest วันของฤดูร้อนที่สำนักงานของเขาถูกน้ำเย็นที่น้ำแข็ง และเพียงน้ำเย็นในฤดูหนาว ไม่มีใครเคยหยุดเขาในถนน พูด ด้วยรอยยิ้มมีความสุข "คนขี่เหนียวฉันรัก ซำบายดีบ๊อ คุณมาหาผมเมื่อจะ คนไม่ดีขอเงินเด็กไม่ถามเขาเวลา ชาย หรือหญิงไม่ เคย ในชีวิตของเขาทั้งหมด ถามเขาแบบนี้ คนสัตว์ aswellas กลัวของเขา สุนัขที่ใช้ในการซ่อนในประตูเมื่อเห็นเขามา แต่อะไรไม่ได้คนขี่เหนียวดูแล มันเป็นเพียงสิ่งที่เขาต้องการ เขาชอบอยู่ใน ของชีวิตที่วุ่นวายของผู้คน ในขณะที่คำเตือนทุกคนให้อยู่วันหนึ่งก่อนวันคริสต์มาส คนขี่เหนียวเก่าทำงานยุ่งในสำนักงานของเขา ก็อากาศเย็น หนาว หมอก ด้านนอกก็แล้วมืด มีเฉพาะสามโมงในตอนบ่าย และมีเทียนใน windows office ทั้งหมด หมอกปกคลุมทุกอย่าง เช่นผ้าห่มหนาสีเทา คนขี่เหนียวเก็บประตูสำนักงานของเขาที่เปิด สั่งเครื่องที่ทำงานของเจ้าหน้าที่ Bob Cratchit Bob ใช้วันของเขาในความมืดเล็กน้อย ห้องพัก แบบตู้ อยู่ติดกับสำนักงานของนายจ้างของเขา คนขี่เหนียวมีไฟขนาดเล็กมาก แต่ของ Bob ไฟขนาดเล็ก มันก็เย็นมากในธรรมดา และ Bob ได้สวมใส่ผ้าพันคอขาวของเขาพยายามที่จะให้ความอบอุ่น "สุขสันต์วันคริสต์มาส ลุง ขอให้พระคุ้มครอง! '. ร้องเสียงมีความสุข หลานชายของคนขี่เหนียวมาถึง "Bah " กล่าวว่า คนขี่เหนียว crossly "Humbug" "คริสต์มาสเป็น humbug แน่นอนว่า คุณไม่ได้หมายความ ว่า ลุง "กล่าวว่า หลานชาย ทำ กล่าวว่า คนขี่เหนียว "ทำไมเรียกมันร่าเริง" คริสต์มาส คุณดีเกินไปสรวลเส"Well, replied the nephew, smiling, why are you so cross You're too rich to be unhappy. Course I'm cross," answered the uncle, when Ilive in a world full of stupid people like you! You say "Merry Christmas" But what is Christmas Just a time when you spend too much, when you find yourself a year older and not an hour richer, when you have to pay your bills. Everyone who goes around saying "Merry Christmas" should have his tongue cut out. Yes, he should! ' "Uncle! Please do not say that!". said the nephew. Tve always thought of Christmas as a time to be helpful kind to other people. It's the only time of the year when men and women open their hearts freely to each other. And so, uncle, although I've never made any money from think Christmas has been and will be a good time for me! And l say, God bless Christmas! "Bob, in the cupboard, agreed loudly, without thinking. He immediately realized his mistake, and went quickly back to his work, but Scrooge had heard him." If I hear another sound from you,. said Scrooge, you'll lose your jobt 'Do not be angry with him, uncle,' said the nephew. "Come and have dinner with us tomorrow. '. "Dinner with you? I'll see you dead first "But why will not you come? Why? Because Christmas is humbug! Good afternoont '1 want nothing from you, lask nothing of you. Why can not we be friends?". 'Good afternoon!' said Scrooge. am sorry, with all my heart, to find you like this. I have never wanted to argue with you. But I came to see you and invite you because it's Christmas, and so I'll say, merry Christmas, uncle! Good afternoon, "said Scrooge. And a happy new year! His nephew left the room, without an angry word, stopping only to wish Bob Cratchit a merry Christmas. Then two other gentlemen came in. They were large, round, comfortable-looking men, with books and papers in their hands. Scrooge and Marley's, Ithink, 'said one ofthem, looking at the papers that he was carrying. AmIspeaking to Mr Scrooge or Mr Marley? "Mr Marley is dead, Scrooge replied." He died seven years ago today, on Christmas Eve. "I'm sure that you are just as kind to the poor as your partner," said the gentleman, smiling, What was true was that Scrooge was just as mean as Marley, and Marley had been just as mean as Scrooge. "At this happy timeof year, Mr Scrooge, 'the gentleman went on, taking up his pen, we should help poor people who have no food or clothes or homes." Are there no prisons? "Asked Scrooge coldly." Plenty of prisons. , said the gentleman. And the workhouses, where poor people can live a work? Are they still open? "Yes, they are, I'm sorry to say." I'm happy to hear it, "said Scrooge." I thought, from what you said at first, that perhaps these useful places were closed, for some reason. "But some of us feel, replied the gentleman, that these places do not offer enough to poor people. We're hoping to who need all these things. This is a time when we should all be able to enjoy ourselves. How much. will you give, Nothing! ". Scrooge replied. T do not have a merry Christmas myself, and l will not pay for other people to be merry. We all have to pay for prisons and workhouses they cost enough. The poor will have to go there. 'Many can not go there, and many prefer to die. "If they prefer to die, why do not they die, then? There too many people in the world, so it's good thing ifsome of them die. All this is. none of my business It's enough for a man to understand his own business, and not tothink about other people's. l'm a very busy man. Good aftemoon, The gentlemen shook their heads a little sadly, and left the office. Scrooge went back. to his work, feeling pleased with himself. Now the fog was at its thickest outside, and the cold was biting Lights shone brightly from the shop windows. People were hurrying here and there-rich and poor alike to buy what they needed for tomorrow's Christmas. dinner At last it was time to close the office. Scrooge got up slowly from his desk. Bob was waiting for this moment, and he immediately put on his hat. "You'll want a holiday all day tomorrow, suppose? said Scrooge.in life has to travel endlessly through the world after his death. We have to carry the chains that we made for ourselves in our lifetime. Do you, Ebenezer Scrooge, recognize my chain? ltis very like the one that you weart 'Scrooge looked around him, but could Jacob, "he said, please tell me moreP" I can not help you much, Ebenezert l can not rest, I can not stay anywhere for long, Ihave been dead for seven. years and all that time Ihave been travelling on the wings of the wind! No peace, no rest for me in death, because I was never good or kind in life! '. But you were always a good man of business, Jacob, said Scrooge, who was now beginning to worry about his "Business! '. cried the ghost miserably. "Why did not Ithink of people as my business? I thought only about making money, not about being kind and helpful to other people. Listen to me, Ebenezer! I am here tonight to warn you. You still have a chance to save yourself from what has happened to me. Three spirits will come to visit your the first tomorrow at one o'clock, thesecond atthe same time the next night, and the third at midnight the following night. You will not see me any more, and for your own peace after death, remember what I have told you! The spirit walked slowly backwards to the window, which began toopen. When the ghost reached the window, held up its hand, and Scrooge listened. He could hear a noise of sad crying in the air. The spirit began to cry, too, and it moved out into the frosty, dark night to join the others. Scrooge ran to the window. Outside, the air was full of spirits, 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 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 fellasleep immediately.
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