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Scrooge
having
no
better
answer
ready
on
the
spur
of
the
moment
,
said
'
Bah
!
'
again
;
and
followed
it
up
with
'
Humbug
.
'
'
Do
n't
be
cross
,
uncle
!
'
said
the
nephew
.
'
What
else
can
I
be
,
'
returned
the
uncle
,
'
when
I
live
in
such
a
world
of
fools
as
this
?
Merry
Christmas
!
Out
upon
merry
Christmas
!
What
's
Christmas
time
to
you
but
a
time
for
paying
bills
without
money
;
a
time
for
finding
yourself
a
year
older
,
but
not
an
hour
richer
;
a
time
for
balancing
your
books
and
having
every
item
in
'
em
through
a
round
dozen
of
months
presented
dead
against
you
?
If
I
could
work
my
will
,
'
said
Scrooge
indignantly
,
'
every
idiot
who
goes
about
with
"
Merry
Christmas
"
on
his
lips
,
should
be
boiled
with
his
own
pudding
,
and
buried
with
a
stake
of
holly
through
his
heart
.
He
should
!
'
'
Uncle
!
'
pleaded
the
nephew
.
'
Nephew
!
'
returned
the
uncle
sternly
,
'
Keep
Christmas
in
your
own
way
,
and
let
me
keep
it
in
mine
.
'
'
Keep
it
!
'
repeated
Scrooge
's
nephew
.
'
But
you
do
n't
keep
it
.
'
'
Let
me
leave
it
alone
,
then
,
'
said
Scrooge
.
'
Much
good
may
it
do
you
!
Much
good
it
has
ever
done
you
!
'
'
There
are
many
things
from
which
I
might
have
derived
good
,
by
which
I
have
not
profited
,
I
dare
say
,
'
returned
the
nephew
.
'
Christmas
among
the
rest
.
But
I
am
sure
I
have
always
thought
of
Christmas
time
,
when
it
has
come
round
--
apart
from
the
veneration
due
to
its
sacred
name
and
origin
,
if
anything
belonging
to
it
can
be
apart
from
that
--
as
a
good
time
;
a
kind
,
forgiving
,
charitable
,
pleasant
time
:
the
only
time
I
know
of
,
in
the
long
calendar
of
the
year
,
when
men
and
women
seem
by
one
consent
to
open
their
shut-up
hearts
freely
,
and
to
think
of
people
below
them
as
if
they
really
were
fellow-passengers
to
the
grave
,
and
not
another
race
of
creatures
bound
on
other
journeys
.
And
therefore
,
uncle
,
though
it
has
never
put
a
scrap
of
gold
or
silver
in
my
pocket
,
I
believe
that
it
has
done
me
good
,
and
will
do
me
good
;
and
I
say
,
God
bless
it
!
'
The
clerk
in
the
Tank
involuntarily
applauded
.
Becoming
immediately
sensible
of
the
impropriety
,
he
poked
the
fire
,
and
extinguished
the
last
frail
spark
for
ever
.
'
Let
me
hear
another
sound
from
you
,
'
said
Scrooge
,
'
and
you
'll
keep
your
Christmas
by
losing
your
situation
!
You
're
quite
a
powerful
speaker
,
sir
,
'
he
added
,
turning
to
his
nephew
.
'
I
wonder
you
do
n't
go
into
Parliament
.
'
